sad day for the masses, who have, as they do
amassed to mourn the passing of one of the
alien-lives, the modern day royals. when is the
father of a princess not a king? 'off goes his leg,'
say the doctors. read all about it from the glow
in the box. a duchess is writing a book-- rather,
a duchess is hiring someone to write her a book.
I've missed when patrons wanted a work composed
for them rather than by them. or, here I am--it is
untouchable. but, everyone wishes to have some time--
fifteen seconds of Colin Clout's mind.
maybe we'd see the grand circus design.