Came across one of your poems,
One dark and dreary night.
So I decided to drag it to the light,
Although it seems you haven't written a lot.
What you yourself has written really hits the spot,
I found a few in books I knew it was you
At the oddest of times.
I hear you're called anonymous,
A figment of my mind who loves to make-up rhymes.
Or just someone who's became ageless over time,
I think I met a friend of yours who was called anonymouse.
If you'd like to meet him please call upon our house,
No I know that could never happen or you wouldn't be anonymous.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-11-19 at 01:21

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Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
Ha ha
Using anonymouse as a bait to invite anonymous. Really liked how you made a play of all this- truly becoming ageless over time.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Anonymous, the greatest of poets, is unsung as such.
Ken D.

Very interesting indeed!