To William Mowell I do say <br />would you go back to church and pray. <br />Your poems are so very odd <br />that only Lucifer or God <br />could take the time to look and see <br />your crappy, lousy misery. <br />I do suggest you do refrain <br />from coming here to spread your pain, <br />if hanging from the tallest tree <br />is not for you (as it could be) , <br />I say go drown your many sorrows <br />in all your asinine tomorrows. <br />Fred Gold (a relative perhaps?) <br />is one of those demented chaps, <br />you take up space and take up time <br />but cannot write a single rhyme.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-william-mowell-visitor/
