Sir Verseworth was his name
and he was a man of much fame.
But I never knew him
though he was very well-known.

His glass, with wine to the brim,
relishing meat leaving the bone.
He was at the other end of the table.
And Oh! his mind was never stable.

It was after he left,
that I knew he's a famous person.
I saw him again, his pen swift,
over the paper with a style descent.

I enquired about his profession.
The answer came, "PASSION or PROFESSION?"
Oh! Even his answer seemed to be a question.
"As you wish, Sir!" I said.

"As for Passion,
I am a poet.
As for Profession,
I am nothing as yet!"

(Contd..)

- Landlocked Sailor