(We’ve been challenged by Lisa, tonight’s host at the dVerse Poets Pub to address / include “Folly”.)
Forward To A Rough Draft
Some parts of this story don’t make any sense.
Some parts of this story’s prelude
shrouded in ambiguity and folly,
lost in unintended double entendre,
lead you where you should not follow.
In certain paragraphs of this story,
obfuscation and verisimilitude rule.
Before this story concludes,
will share its throne with
relentless, tedious verbosity
and puerile flights of fancy.
By all means, gentle reader,
~ Mussenden’s Temple ~