I Can Do It

I sit alone in my room a lot of the time
Trying to make poems that sound good and rhyme
Alot of them sound really bad
And because of that it gets me mad
But i still carry on and think of more
And sometimes i sink to the floor
But then i think of a few good ones
And somehow makes it more fun
To know when i put my mind to it
Make a poem with words that fit.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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