I have caught the poetry bug, and Soup is to blame.
I am posting poems, some good and some lame.
Concocting new verses is taking up all of my time
Now I have even started thinking in full rhyme
I read other’s poems, of course I must comment
No housework is getting done, is my main lament.
When I get a nice comment to a poem I submitted
Most of my poems aren’t worthy, I have admitted
But I stay up all night in order to politely reply
Every minute is filled with poetry, not sure why.
I’ve now started to enter unusual poetry contests,
Stretching my ability and subjecting me to tests.
Learning words and strange ways to compete
Limericks, swap quatrains and free verse are a feat
I am wondering when will this crazy addiction end
If you read this please don’t comment my friend.
Copyright © Wendy Horder | Year Posted 2022
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