On Writing PoetrySeatbelt on, buckle up for the rideOn Writing Poetry by al3x-mM
Remember to keep all limbs inside
Youre embarking on a journey of gibberish
And who knows where or when youll finish
Abstract nouns and writers frowns
Random combinations, pushing new grounds
For thinking of words, thesauruses are handy
Or a spare half bottle of potent brandy
I remember a phrase I read in the paper
Ill stick it in the prosaic middle bit
Too much hassle, I dont have time
No-one will notice if it doesnt rhyme
Poetry about poetry, hey, how clever
But dont think I can keep this up forever
Emotive language that sizzles the senses
Like close encounters with electric fences
Now Im running out of steam, lost my inspiration
Its the end of the line, slide into the station
Feeling queasy doesnt matter, everyones the same
And Ill queue up just like all of them, to start the ride again
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