Calling English majors
I'm calling in favors
how the beer did flow
hours long after the show
I require some assistance
encountering resistance
from a stubborn pen
and it's half-past ten
see, there's this doe-eyed lass
through the looking glass
with flowing auburn hair
it's heaven up there
in the patchy hours
when the whisky sours
I see in visions laced
with her desperate grace
in a flash I feel
the flesh of a heel
tongue goes tripping wires
igniting fortuitous fires
can you help me
for a modest fee
capture in meter and rhyme
the essence of sublime?
I know to win her heart
the place I have to start
where the wild winds graze
on the turning of a phrase
to what can I compare thee?
metaphor or sub-par simile?
no flower of the field
to better men I will yield
so, all you somber sages
the wisdom of the ages
how do I tell my dove
in a word, it must be love?
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