Moodless
Poem Writing
For
writing a poem, I’m not in the mood.
The
truth is my belly’s too full of food.
I
would like to just sit back and relax
And
forget about rhymes, figures and facts.
To
do nothing can be a great joy.
Just
bob around like an ocean buoy.
And
listen to music played on a fiddle
Until
my meal settles in my middle.
Maybe
when I have more time
I’ll
write a poem that’s more sublime.
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