Light Verse by Hieronymous Corey,
“Dr. Seuss for Seniors”
HEAR YE. HEAR YE. HERE WE
PROPOSE TO POSIT PROSE POETRY
FORMING FORMS OF CONTINUOUS CONNECTIVITY
TO COMMUNICATE CONSIDERABLE
SIMPLY PUT, WE POSE THIS WHERE
PROSE POETRY IS WHAT YOU’LL HEAR
WHEN WONDERING WHERE THE TIME WENT
WHILE READING SUCH RHYME WONDERMENTS AS OFT WE’VE WROUGHT, AND REVEALED THUSLY
EACH WHIT OF WIT WRITTEN HIERONYMOUSLY.
Steel this poem, forged in thoughts of stolen moments, pleasures bought with time, like I am spending rending rhymes sublime, as patent pending mending plates turn hate to reason. Please read reasoned words, or these on what I'm not, but was, because of what I am - one man; one cause, Love.