The Benefactor's Musings

The benefactor amusing myself profoundly 
I'm musing I'm thinking I'm figuring at
The top of my head words worth one thousand
Thoughts precisely this is my life 
I'm making strides

I'm taking this moment to thank all poetry readers
Who read my poems on poetry soup and poem hunter
I love you for subtracting time from your day to
Read my material, you did the math well
Hopefully you will continue reading my poems

It means everything to me
I pay one thousand thank yous
And I dedicate this poem to you the readers
No lavender days only sensible little something's
Hey, I'm applying myself passionately

When I'm ready I'm ready and steady on my feet
Watch my flow Jack, as a matter of fact
I'm always spitting off  an asthmatic check
I need to reflect, I'm losing my breath 
I'll tell you I hate when the competition is thick

Its mind blowing can barely use my own name
My own game my aims
What's my strategy?
Fair is feared is scared as afraid as scared could be
Afraid to walk on sacred ground where true poets

Are resting know longer stressing
This fear is blandly ridiculous
Cheer cheer you were spared
Competition is fierce
From the top of my head

Poets like we are in scarce supply
Time and time again we lay scarce
For the slick of it I'm so sick of it
Let me in I'm ranting oblique lines
I'm slanted leaning against the door frame

All 5ft. 3 of me ciao Bella baby
I see you
Touch the fire

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