Can you hear me?
Cadence, oh cadence:
This is your pretense:
Prepare for suspense!
Hence, (no offense)
This is not for the dense!
So light some incense and
Please Hear This Plea:
(by Miss Ciccone)
Alright, for those of you who don't know me, that sucks. Pronounce my last name as the following:
Simple, no? I don't care that you're from Italy and pronounce it how it really should be. You pronounce it how you feel, and I won't correct you.
So all of you know, I am in a poetry writing class and the name of my manuscript is "The Immense Defense." I like the sound of it, so I'm running with it. This blog will serve as my writing outlet. I.e. come here if you want philosophical advice, political rantings, random poems that will one day maybe be recorded since they're better when heard [hence "cadence"].
Where does "The Immense Defense" come from? I'm considerably defensive, or so I'm told. The title is a play on military defense as well as personal defense. I'll let you be the ultimate decider, though.
Well, it's obviously late and I should be asleep.
The semester is almost over.
Hoo-rah!
