I sometimes wonder if I'm
more powerful than I think:
A few choice words,
repeated over time,
can transform a person's
view of the world.
That feeling of vim
is fleeting, though,
as I realize the depth
of my incompetence.
Once a day, need it or not.
Again posted as a comment in
dictionary_wotd. Blah. I didn't really feel like writing a poem today. But the public nature of it helped get me to write something. That and a phone conversation earlier this morning.Vim, vim, skalla bim. Write any poem, just on whim. Vim, vim, skalla bim ban. Write me a poem, fast as you can.
