In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
You can’t say that.
Who’s going to get it?
You’re writing to impress someone?
Yes, she writes to this prompt.
This the girl who when you told her you lived in Australia asked if you lived near Innsbruck?
Well she’s geographically challenged.
And you think Coleridge won’t challenge her?
Everyone knows Coleridge.
You’re an idiot. She’s more likely to hum Olivia Newton John’s song.
She’ll see me as an intellectual.
One cursory glance at your post and her eyes will glaze over and she’ll move on to the next piece by that blogger you tell me always writes clever witty stuff in which he will describe an afternoon gazing at the mist generated by the water crashing down upon the rocks as being like the love he feels she has for him.
Hey that’s a great idea. I’ll write that instead.
Like I said you’re an idiot.