i'm intrigued by the ur-poem <br />by allan j saywell <br />entitled grunt <br />which is <br />the first poem <br />by the first poet: <br />grunt <br /> <br />how do we know he was a poet <br />saywell he say so <br />but think about how <br />it happened <br /> <br />one day Grunt <br />for that was his name <br />listened <br />to himself saying grunt <br />and thought <br />that's quite a nice sound <br />if I say it carefully <br />it's got a sorta music to it <br /> <br />so he spent the rest of the day <br />giving it a swing <br />and a ring <br />and a dingadingding <br /> <br />his First Lady <br />(Laura) <br />liked it and smiled <br />and said <br />Grunty dear <br />although as a man <br />you're gorilla-dust and <br />although you still walk like a bush <br />that's music to my big ears <br />poets sure know <br />how to please a girl <br />and she gave him a big wet lippy kiss <br /> <br />the rest is pre-history<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-first-poem-by-the-first-poet/
