Poet Man Ends His Reign
Too many words and rhyme
but not enough
creativity
nor style or original scheme
He senses that his reign must end
His poetry becoming archaic
obtuse
Unimaginitive
Time advances his once A-OK vision
As the snow falls in Late January
The hair on his scalp is turning grey
A youth he did knew as his ideas now fading away
It is time to end the Chapter
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