tis me again glad yall like them! heres another one!
poetry rhythms
its about time
i write a poem that rhythms
i think about it in my mind
as i try to think what to write on every line
i start to write with pen in hand
as i dream of a faraway land
where theres a prince fair and true
but then he leaves and makes my heart turn blue
than i think ill write about hope
but i throw that idea away with the whip of my rope
so i decide to write about trout
but wait, i dont like fish and what there about
those ideas gos down the drain
as i try to rattle my brain
i write things for people to see
even things about little old me
as i sit and think
i try to make my poetry lines link
i look through all the poems in my book
writing this isnt as easy as it looks
i think about what to write really hard
$hit i cant think i feel like such a retard
i guess this means im done
now im going out to have some fun
leah
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