A capital E
in desperate search for the
non-existent U
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
tiger wept
Drop everything.
A man who plays a game
and wears a logo
for a living is going to tell us
his troubles.
"He will be putting from the rough,"
some commentator will surely note,
"I don't think he'll get a gimme."
There will be tears of sincerity
and promises made. Or even kept.
Tiger wept.
Well then who knows where he slept?
I care as much about that
as I do
the swoosh
on
his
hat.
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