Nihil Dicere

In his excellent novel, Birds Without Wings, Louis de Bernieres wrote of Ibrahim, a goatherd who, as a boy, could imitate the different bleats of goats. There were, among other things, the bleat of a goat looking for its kid, and most importantly, at least for my purposes, the bleat of the goat who has nothing to say.

I find myself in sympathy with this latter goat. So, I present to you, dear reader, the following piece of approximate poetry, which will sum things up perfectly.

There once was a blogger named Basil,

Who had nothing to write which would dazzle.

He tried laughter and tears,

But still had no ideas,

Every thought simply made his mind frazzle.

One response to “Nihil Dicere”

  1. I love it. I’m laughing.


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