Hey we're still 'in' In the Assarts!
Not 'The' Assarts or 'From' the Assarts -
In the Assarts!
I'm always 'reading it out loud' at readings.
It’s a romance.
I wish a maiden was reading it.
This is 'the fiftieth poem!'
They're fake medieval poems
but 'realer' than
The Reality Street Book of Sonnets.
I stole that line from
a student's poem it 'mentioned
cocks' too but modern
ones like the ones in this ________ room.