Losing Poetic Touch
Losing Poetic Touch
All my fingers may have to clutch;
Thought I was losing poetic touch;
Turned pale;
A hang nail;
Had called Trump a such and such.
Jim Ho, Ho, Ho Horn
Could care less if any of my poems are
Poem of the Day ones. They are all Poems
of the Day to me in my poetic life cycle.
Think I like the humorous ones the best.
Helps me endure Trump and all of his
German shennagins. Can a shennagin
be in any language? I have fifty poems
I still have to type up. Many are Horn
Haiku. I always hate typing.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2018
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