PARENTAL ADVISORY

Hear Ye. Hear Ye. Here we
propose to posit prose poetry,
forming forms of continuous connectivity
to communicate considerable
contemplative reflectivity.

Simply put, we pose this where
prose poetry is what you'll hear
when wondering where the time went
while reading such rhyme wonderments
as oft we've wrought, and revealed thusly;
each whit of wit written Hieronymously.

SWAK

I DO declare dominion
over both fat and thin. I'm in
your skin within this space,
and place this KISS upon your face;
So Simple, It Keeps marking time
in each and every single rhyme!

I like to Keep It Simple, 'cause that's how I know I gotcha.
I cannot write like Shakespeare. I can't sing like Frank Sinatra.
I like to Keep It Simple. Of course, I said that once before,
but just because you heard it, don't assume what lies in store.
I like to Keep It Simple, because that's how I know I've got you.
I've got to Keep It Simple, cuz. I'm far too Stupid not to!