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Hot Cross Bun

Hot Cross Bun
(Now figure out that title)

In poetry will we finally reach a phase
When all of our poems truly amaze
Ourselves and others reading them
In front of fireplace when light is dim.

An old Abe sure you don't happen to be
Back in those days it was hard to see
Things as silence of night was there
So they lit a long candle with care.

As for me I prefer an electric light
And write poems as hard as I might
After in my mind a picture they drew
When I awoke each one came through.

Could be barely in morning or late at night
And any temptation off I refused to fight
Regardless of way my mind might be going
Poems popped out and are all freely flowing.

Some poets say that my poems are repugnant
Due to being weird and rather redundant
I myself find favor with each and everyone
And read them while eating a hot cross bun.


James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
PS. They don't have a category for sick yet.

Copyright © James Horn

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