This is a poem
And I am a poet
I can write about anything
Yes you all know it

It’s cachy to rap
And it’s rythmic to sing
And nice to recite
Oh the joys that I bring

I can spend a whole night
Writing under moonlight
From the silent silence
Fetching inspiration and dreams

I can spend a whole day
Letting the pages fly away
Scribbling franticly
Till my fingers grow stiff and decay

I can spend a whole year
Writing a complete book
And after I finish writing it
I show it to friends and say: “look”

I can spend my whole life
Living for my words
That seem seldomly strange
And relevantly obsurd.

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