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If I Were a Poem Inside of My Head

If I were a poem inside of my head

I'd want everyone to know what I said, 

I'd bug me and bug me till I'm going insane

Trying to find that perfect poem again,

I'd make me write nonsensical lines

Just tryin to find any words that might rhyme

I'd play out a verse with a rhythm in time,

Just like a drumbeat playing inside my mind, 

If I were a poem inside of my head, 

I'd weigh on my mind like a two ton lead, 

I wouldn't let me get any sleep, 

Into my mind I'd always creep, 

I'd play on my head everyday for a week

Until I was finally just too weak

And I'd have to come up with some jingley rhyme, 

Just to get me out of my mind!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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