I guess am required by unwritten rules and urged on by invisible forces, to wear my heart on my sleeves. Fine, I’ll do it! 
But two lines ought to suffice.
My heart was empty yesterday;
My heart is full to the brim today.
—–SLYBARD—–"Perhaps no person can be a poet, or even enjoy poetry, without a certain UNSOUNDNESS of mind."
My Muse thus guides this feeble hand to con old topics as Swift did in his time; and perhaps I shall be chanced to write much better verse…Mon couer
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dwasake wrote @
mon couer…murder of the crows? Do tell why a dark title to a very light post or poem or short poem(excellent none theless)?
LOL.