Tuesday, 3 April 2012

Here you go

I'm sorry for this pile of crap
Over here poorly worded
Over there sickening sap

Sometimes I hit a rut or two
(Or I live there, and greatness
 comes out of the blue)

Bear with me, please (Read entry 1,
 you were warned) Sometimes
I mean just to have fun

Or I want to get it out of the way
A quick cop-out, I'll put more effort
In a poem-another-day.

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