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The Wordsmith
I am a Wordsmith I love the words I play with I respect the fith I am a poet Sometimes I hardly know it I try to show it Five, seven and five How I make a Haiku jive It keeps me alive Then there is the rhyme All about meter and time Do you have a dime? Sometimes I'm a mime A run on poem's a crime? It is but sublime Where's the sense in this? Where's the pretense for poet's Like me, there it is... That does suit sir Are you absolutely sure? The suit that you wore? We're loosing the war I don't mean to be a bore Safely at the shore I never abuse I dissect he words I use Make them more obtuse A wordsmith my friend Slow to start but fast to end I have time to spend Time is on my side I have time to take a ride Nowhere left to hide Bring me my arrows of desire And bring me my chariot Of fire to serve sire Yes, I'm a wordsmith Pope Wordsmith the Fifty Fith I need meds forthwith Meeting of the minds I don't color in the lines Where has flown the time? Sometimes I do rhyme But don't take that as a sign Sometimes I do not October thirteenth Demise of the Knights Templar Couldn't be simpler Give me liberty Or give me... something to eat! Said Patrick Henry Time is running out Now what am I on about There's no need to shout Poet on the run I do hope your having fun I've more lines but one Rhyme the syllable If you are agreeable It's not horrible Oh, It's a mad house! It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world For a boy and girl See what I have done Demanding your attention It's all just for fun How grows your garden? Be careful where you're fartin' Benjamin Franklin... I have no pretense You've read my run on poem Sentence by sentence Ah, one more refrain Now that you have toured my brain Can you still be sane? It's my requiem My doesn't make sense poem Bit of funnery What could you lose on By reading my confusion Now it's no use son But now I but jest And I've given you my best So now I must rest I'll put down my pen And stop the torture my friend Now this is the end...?
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