Oh, what did you try? What did you try? Now you’ve got me all curious. Poetry, poetry- what is it you’ve done? You can’t answer in a poem and expect that I’ll run- Away from the chance to ask I want to know what it is that you tried And what drink you had in your flask Was it cherry or mango or apple-like juice Or more of an alcoholic tint I just can’t think what it might have been Did you enjoy a tea with mint? No! It’s all private Eris, why can’t you see? You’re prying too fast and too hard Let the poor gal have a chance to be Before she breaks into shards. The drink isn’t important, it’s what you did! You said that soon you would try I want to know what you’ve gone and hid But my manner is far too un-shy Then again that’s how you were is it not? You’ve shown valor and courage abound By trying that thing that you said you would do I find myself strangely proud I know it won’t rhyme if I put it like that I suppose I don’t really care I’m happy you’ve reached for and found success But sad I can’t be there To hug. <3 Oh well. Have a silly poem in return! May your days be as exuberant as ever! -Eris PS: Rockin' moral! I can dig that all the way out of the ground and take it home with me. <3
PS: You must visit the fluid gender’d author’s blog once and spend some time there!! S/He is very hospitable!