Frontier Former Editor

October 2, 2006

It’s Monday, and if I have to suffer . . .

Filed under: Uncategorized — Frontier Former Editor @ 6:29 am

John and Martha meet and Martha is overwhelmed by John’s sense of poetry; especially his love for the Romantic movement.

Martha swoons as John recites Coleridge, Wordsworth, and Shelley, and the two soon wed.

John’s poetic commitment at first sustains the love both feel for each other, but after a few months, the constant recitation starts to wear thin on Martha.

One morning, things came to a head as Martha came down for breakfast and John was in the middle of perhaps his 1,000th recital of “Ode to a Grecian Urn.”

“Can’t you stop it and speak in prose for once in your infernal life?” Martha screams.

John replied: “If you can’t stand the Keats, get out of the hitchin’.”

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