A poetry site is a great place to hang out
If you're looking for somewhere to twist and shout
It's all fun and games
Just let go of the reigns
Jump in with both feet and splash about
A poetry site is a great place to hang out
If you're looking for somewhere to twist and shout
It's all fun and games
Just let go of the reigns
Jump in with both feet and splash about
Hot apple pie is the ultimate treat
For sheer taste enjoyment, it can't be beat
Exciting the senses
The drooling commences
This mouth watering treat is ever so sweet
Now pile on some ice cream high up on top
Taste buds will tango and you'll tingle nonstop
A sensation so heavenly
You'll hear sweet melodies
A mouth watering treat so give it a shot
Don't worry bout the crowd you're bound to attract
The envy among them will fill a big sack
Just do it, don't waiver
Enjoy the sweet flavour
Shove it on down cause there's no turning back
Hot apple pie is the ultimate treat
A taste to amaze you, jump in with both feet
Enjoy the thrill
Till you're bloody well filled
A fantastic taste treat but don't overeat
© Jack Ellison 2015
Poetry Soup is THE place to hang out
If you're looking for a place to twist and shout
It's all fun and games
Just let go of the reigns
Jump in with both feet and splash about
© Jack Ellison 2015
Optional is not an option anymore.
I will roam
and I will writhe.
I will rally, rebuild.
I will pave a road,
I'll launch a ship.
I'll race a train, I'll run like hell.
I'll suck the marrow from my spine.
I'll hold my head above the moon.
I'll dive in the deep, I'll chase a bullet.
I'll wander out,
I'll slide away.
I'll lead an army and bomb the past.
Declare unrest and start new rule.
Crown a new king,
I'll carve a new stone.
I'll turn a new leaf and I'll sing a new song.
I'll make a new wish
And I'll burn a new bush.
I'll write a new page
And jump in with both feet.
I'll love a new lover
And befriend whom you hate.
I'll start a campaign.
I'll torch down our home.
Then move heaven and earth one inch to the left.
I'll shake. I'll regroup.
I'll push and I'll prod.
Reincarnate
Regurgitate.
I'll weave... I will tide.
I'll bend, and I'll bob, and I'll steal,
I WILL TAKE!
Because optional's not an option...
Anymore.
Sahn 6/8/14
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