How some do blow <br />hoping to conjure a storm <br />wicked tongue wagging <br />continually flagging <br />the same tired rants <br />droning snake charmer's chants <br />So much fine fruit <br />grows on these poetic trees <br />only fools choose the bitter <br />The wise have learned <br />that useless bluster will pass <br />Choosing not to engage <br />the sage turn the page <br /> <br />Where you seek to create cyclones <br />all your words and your works <br />do not even amount <br />to a harmless breeze <br />You think your rant a torrent <br />yet your piffling driblets <br />are merely polluted droplets <br />completely insignificant <br />amongst majestic seas <br /> <br />While cozy and warm <br />we ignore the faux storm <br />With a fireside read <br />life is cheery indeed <br />Other writers offer poetic vintage <br />instead of the bitter vinegar you muster <br />So we will savor their fine wine <br />while you continue to bluster <br />We will pass your stuff by <br />as we enjoy <br />some others quite delightful <br />poetic bit of Cheese<br /><br />H.i Chesebit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/another-bit-of-cheese/
