Thursday, October 23, 2014

A Poem of Sorts

This is simply because I feel like if I post something on my blog,  it will be easier to post something else.


An old poem that I composed:

When I Try To Write,
I Can't Do It Well.
My Words Aren't Right,
I Really Can't Spell.

My Meter's All Wrong,
My Rhyming Is Bad,
My Flow Isn't Strong,
And My Stories Are Sad.

I Am Not A Bard;
I Am Not The Best,
But I Will Try Hard,
And Lose To The Rest.

For An Ending Note:
I Hate Writing Verse;
When I Am A Poet,
I'll Be In A Hearse.

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