I chanced upon a new book yesterday;
I opened it and where my finger lay
‘Twixt page and uncut page, these words I read-
Some six or seven at most- and learned thereby
That you FitzGerald, whom by ear and eye
She never knew, “thanked God my wife was dead.”
Aye, dead! and were yourself alive, good Fitz,
How to return you thanks would task my wits.
Kicking you seems the common lot of curs-
While more appropriate qreeting lends you grace,
Surely to spit there glorifies your face-
Spitting from lips once sanctified by hers.

Is this the translator of Omar Khayam or the shitty boater?

2the9s said:

Never mind. That's Edmund Fitzgerald.

Wadn't he a president or somefin?



PJ9

2the9s said:

Who is the shitty boater? an Orger?

Lleena said:

~~2the9s contemplates the consequences of another alias...~~

2the9s said:

Tidy up your quotes Git!!

Lleena said:

2the9s said:

Yes to Khayam

I guess the person this was intened for isn't going to understand
Oh well