Longer Compared To Yours
Longer Compared to Yours
So if I was such a great scholar
Why do I always hoot and holler
In every poem I have you read
Do you think they fulfill a need?
Are my poems mindless and disgraceful?
Or did become drastic and distasteful
And may even part of a missing link
Have been harboring on being extinct.
If perfect example you are looking for
Might marvel at my poems and adore
Now that I have learned a new trick
Poems won't look like written by a lunatic.
Now to you this probably is no surprise
My fingers flow faster then my two eyes
When on paper writing poems down
And while at screen will I forever frown.
After my poem and mind finally meet
In pursuit of battle with much heat
Preparing new poem that is exquisite
You can be ready to read at next visit.
Why exist in shock or live in remorse?
I now love Poetry Soup of course
Anything my each poem endures
Are always longer compared to yours.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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