Rythm


     The poems in my mind
     Always seem to rhyme
     Not a single note
     Comes floating out my throat
     But rhymes all the time
     Can't seem to get past
     All these rhymes that last
     And last
     Before I last spoke
     The rhymes floated out
     Now I have added a drummer too
     It's a band
     In my silly land
     Always in my mind
     Forever out of time
     The musical notes
     Of which
     I spoke
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