Well, this is a new one on me, folks: "Because it’s Friday, let’s keep it light and silly today, with a clerihew. This is a four line poem biographical poem that satirizes a famous person."
Only four lines? I'll take it.
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The Love Song of T. Stearns Eliot
Donning olive face paint to mimic our zombie love affair,
we waltzed frantic circles in Bloomsbury drawing rooms,
spinning that golden first year of marriage -- shame passing for passion,
decades dividing Viv and me from penitent celibacy and madness.
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