Not Too Late

It's a bird, no,  a word; it's a plane, no, a poem; it's Superman, no, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious passion fish and poem frites, wrapped in paperless print, and bound in a panoply of Poemflit, for your enjoyment, and also as a hellish hiccup of presque vu haecceity.

#APoemADay lets sanity hold sway. Poemflit #2 in the Purloin Like a Poet series. 

"Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo" - Don Marquis