Rhymology
3 min readMar 19, 2022
You’re the cup to my saucer
when a mug’s all I need,
you’re rare tip loose leaf
when I need coffee not tea.
You’re Foucault to my Chaucer
and I can’t get enough,
the extension question
that I can’t ever bluff.
You’re the cup to my saucer
when a mug’s all I need,
you’re rare tip loose leaf
when I need coffee not tea.
You’re Foucault to my Chaucer
and I can’t get enough,
the extension question
that I can’t ever bluff.
Wearer of many hats; private poet, parent in parentheses, perpetual nerd and proud of it.