Absurdity is flowing through my veins,
And, when they’re mined, it freely rains
Along with blood and other stuff I bleed.
If you enjoy these poems that you read,
I want no shiny payment for my pains.
If not, I’ll see that you are promptly billed
For each and ev’ry precious drop I’ve spilled.
Inspired by a comment made by Luccia Gray [ http://lucciagray.com