Where Nights Abound with Sprites
Political Science cliché
Enjoins an oyster pate
To free a nocturnal dreamer
From skies spilling with creamer.
No parsley, no sage, no rice
Escape for money or mice.
I will my life be needed
That the backyard be weeded.
The family’s paid-up lease
Resists this drama’s surcease.
When my mother decides to inquire,
Pronounce my sentence as, “rhymer."
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