It Had To Be Said

This is no poem, it lacks any style. Talks of nothing very trendy or wild. No illustrious lines, in fact, very dull Easy to write while your leg I pull. Says very much, in a small space Read between lines, to be amazed. Take your time, admire the rhythm Sometimes no beat is within them. Words turn up and go as they do Admired by a lot, not by some few. And I write and wrong as is the case. Think I’ve put a smile on your face