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About This Poem
Licence Revoked
I wasn't very careful driving my pen
My poetic licence has been revoked
I guess I didn't follow all the poetic rules
So my licence has gone up in smoke
Here I am now forced to travel
Without my trusty pen in hand
Left to walk on lonely beaches
Writing my words in the sand
Don't follow in my footsteps
Let them all be washed away
I sure miss that poetic licence
I hope to get it back someday
Once reunited with my trusty pen
I will be careful to follow the rules
Pens are not made for lesser men
Sometimes they are used by fools
Russell's Poetry about Poetry Contest
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