I Apologize To All In Advance

I APOLOGIZE TO ALL IN ADVANCE I want to apologize to all in advance; if I am more little than rude I have traveled a long way and can appear a little bit over shrewd Happy in life have I been; to walk along wearing others old shoes Though now I can say I am picky just to whose old shoes I chose It is fair to say just like others; I have been in life to hell and back It has made me as very arrogant and times more often I lack tact But I'm not born from bad intentions when I put across my views I can pick funny, sad and happy; and can get stuck into the blues Then any way but loose as I can just shove it in between the lines And not far I would say getting it down; so it comes up in rhymes Reading other learned poets I can more than see the hidden depth There are times I end up thinking have we somewhere already met So in any way I end up offending you I can assure it wasn't meant As I was born in a farmyard me, and not down at the nun convent My motto to myself always remains the same is just to let it all flow If what I write doesn’t get a rating then just get on with it, let it go There is more I could write about, but; not all my poems let it show As I'm just a quick and easy lass to ever get into the corrected flow Would just love to write a sonnet and wow you all between the eyes But it's just not my forte; if I did it would just to me be tongue-tied Some write about the cosmos, but; to me, it never seems to appeal Others write with such intellect; like it's understood and a done deal Others write of words that seem to liquefy and, to us all they anoint Whereas the common old me writes; as to, get straight to the point My mind cannot cope; with the metaphors, it takes to write the lines To the rules and regulations; that make poetry, I can't see the signs Expanding my written vocabulary is for me never going to be an aim As I know what I put down to others can seem a bit more than lame I pen as it comes leaving those brave enough to read and so endure With this brazen overrated brave imagination of I, Miss Indiana Shaw Indiana Shaw . . . ; )