@GeePawHill
Or, at least, understand that sharks will be sharks.
Or, at least, understand that sharks will be sharks.
Can't get more HighCooy than this one without turning Japanese:
Ku,ku ka-haiku
Out on limb of cherry tree
lost dove cries softly
whispers a lonely high coo
@literarypug
No Victory March
She awaits the divine to find her
so she may give a name
to her will to feel significant,
her dreams to be fulfilled.
But high upon her pedestal
she prefers not do the work
to help her prince to reach her
and so she sleeps alone.
Though held in vaunted ‘re-noun’,
it aint no passive word,
despite what starry-eyed poets croon,
‘Love’, it is a verb