A New Way To Sell Your Poetry

Eureka, Shazam, the moment just came, The moment came out of the blue, Where all that I’ve written from deep down inside, Can finally come into view, I can speak out each poem like a poetry slam, Poems you’d speak to the moon, And digitize each on the new record app, Then distort it to make it in tune, And to give it some funk I’d add an organ, And drums to accompany my voice, Yep, a poem with some instruments to support what is said, A jazz sort of melodious noise, Oh wait, hang on, this isn’t something new, Poems with some symphonic jam, It’s what I hear on the radio each day, It’s a song that is sung by a band.