I haint retracting casting myself, nor worming against being raffish ratfish
This subdued wordsmith
doth not rack his brains to coon fess appeal
toward one household pop starlet.
He blithely, nonchalantly, and willingly
add mitts audiological enjoyment, sans the lithe
hot feline Taylor Swift - I might be
the only baby boomer bummer mwm,
who admires this talented singer/songwriter,
yet owns NO (absolute zero)
aspirations beyond composing poems or prose
toward divine dame.
