'Too Many Poets'

Key to authors' pseudonyms

two nights before
the serpent's tail
encircled my neck
i heard your call
saw your beck

in shadow
in substance
my well tailor'd dream

for money
for lustre
for the sake of a monster
i bring to you this scheme

don't shout it
don't doubt it
don't tell a living soul about it

don't hack it
don't back out
don't smell rats
don't do a number
give the nest a crow
make the bed just so
let the pecking bird
have his slumber

two nights before
the serpent's tail
encircled my neck
i heard your call
saw your beck

for money
for lustre
for the sake of a monster
i bring to you this scheme
my well tailor'd dream
my well tailor'd dream

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