The devil grins as seas of ink I spatter.
God forgive my literary sins, the other kinds don’t matter.
--Robert Service
Yes! That’s right. The day that you have feared is upon you.
Why have those birds been dying in the South? Why the massive fish die offs? Why so many dead English crabs? Why has 2011 seemed so ominous so far?
Because you just knew they were coming: new poems.
Please forgive my literary sins.
Enjoy.
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