Haiku: They’re so Gullible

Despicable

Sonnet: No Failure

Perhaps contributing less obv'iously No lifetime fully may a failure be

No caring love there was compacted Into hope that from her words Your happiness might be extracted...

Yes, indeed, this getting old Is full of pleasures yet untold...

How I'd love, yes, how I'd love To explain myself to you...

If I compliment, affirm Gift or enable you Toss it slightingly aside...

Can I really have heard it right? Just let me get this straight: