Stout Affirmation–Kenneth Burke (Poem)

Whomsoever there are–
Whether enemies, than which there is several,
Or friends, than which there is few–
Here me of what I am speak of,
Leaving me promulge.

A great amt. of beauties emplenish the world,
Wherein I would o’erglance upon.
There are those which you go out and exclaim:
“Why!  How brim-brim!”

I shall be concerning sank ships
Throughout the entire Endure-Myself,
And may my foes become stumbled.
But I want you should, my dear, transpire–
Always transpire, grace-full thanlike one.

You, most prettier sing-rabbit,
And by never,
And lessermost from beneath not–
Prith, give on’t.



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