Ahhhhh Bravo, Bravo!
I am truly enthralled by this piece of art..
and by a mere Wood poet no less..
Rarely have I left my select circle of the elite
to descend in the ghetto's of soul delivery
from this part of the poetical tree.
But alas unbeknownst to many,
these are my frugal roots...
So long has it been since I gazed back at my humble beginnings..
my days of peasantry
before the illustrious G old S tandard
that I have weaved my craft in for.. seems like ever now,
to indulge my imagination with a pictureless work.
I marvel in the regression my mind has splintered off into
by reading this un-centered write.
The wine taste with beer money analogy
comes leaping with vigor from your words.
I have toyed with the wonder of being concerned with bills
often from my yacht
over looking the french riviera.
You paint the picture of the starving artist
bravely stealing the Rite for aid
for the injustice of all Wood kind.
Splendid I say!
I can visualize the proverbial lemon as you people say
I on behalf of all GS Gold V.I.P's
have decided to reward your valiant effort
with 1 GS Credit,a Smoke and a Pancake!
In the hopes
that more of your woodland friends
will be inspired to write with their heads held high!
No no stand please..
bowing and thanking me for my graciousness is unnecessary.
It is the least that I could do.
I would give it to you in person but..
I can see your not greenly lit currently..
Ah well
Carry on..