Silly Poem #287

You can dress it up all you like,

make jokes if you want to risk it,

but I still believe that giving blood,

is just self-harm for a biscuit.


Pride Denied

Fervour,  fercocious,

Fear fades in the flood,

Ancient art, atrocious,

Banishing the blood,

Ӕshanti rue the river,

That runs red with the free,

And washes wishes of salvation,

All the way to sea.

From Baldy’s mythology (see Baldmythology, The Chronicles of Cyralost), note, the Ӕshanti are humanoids with cat features and nuances, hence the title.