When they ask..

When they ask,

What am I?

I reply,

Am an IICPun!

IICPun?

Yes.

And I am proud to be an…

If there are

Xabirian, Oxonian, Cantab,

Why there cannot be an IICPun?

Sweet hurt,

I have the tall pride,

As if the common Roman Roamed.

My Love,

No, I may look

Ragged, Torn, ill-fated beast,

But this poor beast, who couldn’t hunt,

Prowls to gather the fragrance of success.

My lady,

Protagonist, You see, in me

Could not have been one,

If was not an IICP-an…