Tuesday, January 22, 2013

I'm a Poet and I know It

 
When I write a peom
 
My mind goes blank
 
I hear the people around me
 
Making noise like a tank
 
 
 
My foot starts to tap
 
And my pen starts to click
 
My brain strains to work
 
Now I'm feeling sick
 
 
 
Time is running out
 
There's nothing more to say
 
I finished what I'm writing
 
So with that I say good day!

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