A Poem for Fun (49)

海外逸士

This wise ass,
Of course not crass,
Could play the bass,
That's made of brass.
He learned in a class.

Thro a window of glass,
He saw a pretty lass
Walking on the grass,
But he let her pass,
Following her to the mass.

月下静走

It seems to be a story of love affair. I feel an artistic beauty. It's not easy to get the music uniformity of all the ends of the lines. However, you're successful in this aspect. How excellent you are ! Congratulations .
I love all your poems both in English and in Chinese .
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