"Alone, alone, all, all alone"

What wonderful words of the language. (Twice!)

Yet no matter how oft heard

ignored is such sage advice.

And of being so forsaken

Eve and Satan know the price.


Oh yes indeed i am a master of poor poetry. McMacFlecknoe....
Fuck this English major shit. It messes with the mind while rendering one's own tongue impotent as Clorinda's shepherd.