An edition of 1702 in which David, in Psalm 19:161, complains that "printers have persecuted me without cause" (instead of "princes") Who sits the type? Proofs these profs? Chooses @3well-dead@1 from @3well-read@1? Whoever they our their libel to liable. All the snooze that's prit to fint. Put to front. Pritty fun, pretty font, enough to fool the psalmist with. A palmist width? But whose got there goad if God's gott they're goat? Go get your Guttenbergs while the getting's food. Front page noose: laddies and gendermen, mean and omen of the press, N.B: @3not well@1! I half been persaquitted by punsters without gauze! The humors of Tobit's obit are gratingly exonerated (the @3wake@1 Was @3fake@1). @3killed@1 -- or was it @3willed@1? -I can't tell witch- by men I don't know form Madam. Why me, for trying out loud? For heaven's snake!? Copyright © Kevin McFadden | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: WIDOW MCFARLANE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FOR ST. BARTHOLOMEW'S EVE by MALCOLM COWLEY I LOOKED FOR LIFE AND DID A SHADOW SEE by JAMES GALVIN ON VIOLET'S WAFERS, SENT ME WHEN I WAS ILL by SIDNEY LANIER |