Dumbing down of Gransnet?

just doesn't do it.

WTF just might.

I give up woth you then

I think Shakespeare's overrated.

Galen, thou are a genius.

Is woth a Shakespearean word? Or just fat finger?

And what have I actually done now?

a nno It's my poem, not yours.

Shove orf.

Woth was vodka

I feel September coming, subtle, slow;
The promise of the springtime now is mine.
I wonder, though, if ever autumn's glow
Equals the clear brightness of springtime?
I think not. But the difference is all;
Both gold and green are beautiful to see,
And all the golden leaves that softly fall,
In dying, will bring life back to the tree.
Fall gently then, and let the springtime go.
Let old leaves fall and let the new ones grow.

( Me c2005)

I'm crying now! Thanks for that.

(It's very good)

Are we making them up now, then?here is a worthy bit of verse[ though not mine]
I eat my peas with honey,
I've done it all my life,
it makes the peas taste funny,
but it keeps them on the knife!
[Spike Milligan.]

Thank you, jings! It's a Shakesperian sonnet so thought it appropriate.

Ariadne! Thought you had composed it yourself.

I thought it was yours A! So glad I did n't judge it to be rubbish!

Lovely!

I thought a sonnet was 14 lines, or have I got confuddled again?

she did write it!