Sommer Nichols Poet I do not know?

I Once Knew a Girl

I once knew a girl,
a magnificent poet.
But when it came down to it,
she swore she didn't know it.
The people of the land
seemed to be the only who knew,
with all the words in the world
what this beautiful girl could  do.
It didn't matter the day,
it didn't matter the time.
Wherever she ventured,
she was sure to bring a rhyme.
A rhyme that made people laugh,
a rhyme that made people cry.
A rhyme in which, no matter what,
could never tell a lie.
But when brought to question,
the girl would deny
that she had talent at all.
She'd say with a sigh,
“when one is 
as beautiful as I,
one needs not a real talent,
one needs not even try!”
I talk just like everyone else,
but my beauty makes my word 
worth so much more to the ear..”
and suddenly she had heard.
She shocked herself with her own ability,
as she smiled, she said, “I know it.”
finally she understood the magic of her words
as she screamed, “I am a poet!”

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