Bought four A4 ,two forty page ruled books
a dozen lead pencils, sharpener, whitener and a rubber
Get some words upon a page
hope any sad poems, they won't may make me blubber
Number one book is done, but not all is okay
Here comes second book, editing underway
Third book swap some words around
fix spelling, punctuation, all other errors found
Into fourth book still some whitener left shouldn't now be needed
I reckon all now looks good, I think I have succeeded
And now the time has come to upload poems onto soup
thank heavens, as there's still some minor errors, and I can utilise the edit poem link
I assume that I'm not too far removed from methods used by other poets
if you have some time i'd love some feedback, tell me what you think
Footnote: Andddd after all of that still some ddays later there are still some minor aaaaadjustments
rrrrrequired
Would rather really set up a file
After all of my poems do compile;
In a cabinet all of them will store;
Go ahead and write some more.
God all my energy to me He gave;
From my many sins He would save;
While at me He had started to look,
Did end up writing one more book.
What happened much to my surprise
Was awarded with a Pulitzer prize,
All of my friends became annoyed;
Each poem I wrote they destroyed.
Could Compile Number On Trial
always could compile
number who have been on trial
were sure to beguile
Jim Horn
Wait A While Not Our Style So More Poems Compile
While we were waiting quite a while,
This was really never our very style,
Another thought,
With us brought;
So more poems started to compile.
Jim Horn
Has been a couple of days since I
last compiled some poems.
Quite finite so more poems will write.
Getting close to Halloween, Thanksgiving
and Christmas. Like living then and do
hate to miss and what I mean is
enjoying Halloween.
Shall see some costumes galore;
While there may be many more;
Search with smile,
Is my style,
So still search through the store.
Distance Did Try To Compile
Existing separation did try to compile;
Current distance between each aisle;
See across,
Who is boss;
Knew would be longer than the Nile.
Jim Horn
Trump Did Compile Period of Denial
What Trump again was trying to compile;
Length contained in his period of denial;
A story teller;
Golden stream yeller;
We are sure eventually will end up on trial.
Jim Horn
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