a mort is a fellow
whose colored bright yellow
he sports a loud bellow
and drinks limoncello
he sits on my porch
with his liquor and borscht
and scorches my visitors with a blowtorch
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a mort is a fellow
whose colored bright yellow
he sports a loud bellow
and drinks limoncello
he sits on my porch
with his liquor and borscht
and scorches my visitors with a blowtorch
This is a really cool poem and I want to know more about this fellow. Great words here, especially blowtorch.
I love this. Clever and dense, great word play.
Nice! Love the ending.