My Toasty Roast of Sharon W.

Sharon talks about my muse well, I could sometimes use ... Hers! Now that a score is cast well, she's just way out past ... Soupers! Hear the rush and whirring as she passes though our time? with another Soup comment stirring then races off to post a rhyme and then ... Look! I see her everywhere ... when I go to see a New Poet she's already been there! Don't you know it, I'll never catch up she's just too far gone so I lift my cup to toast my talented friend ... (... and if I could have found a word to rhyme with gone this might have had a different end)