Poet's Poem
I can't believe this is one of my first poems, because it's from the view of a master!
Three lines to a lullaby
Seven to make her sigh
Nine to make it fly
Eleven to make her cry
Twelve to stop a lie
A poem is neither loud nor shy
If it’s good it’ll never die
Fifteen is almost enough to also call it a song
But you’ll need 20 to get them to sing along
To end a poem, well
That’s hell
But even when you’re under the gun
Poetry is always fun!
Seven to make her sigh
Nine to make it fly
Eleven to make her cry
Twelve to stop a lie
A poem is neither loud nor shy
If it’s good it’ll never die
Fifteen is almost enough to also call it a song
But you’ll need 20 to get them to sing along
To end a poem, well
That’s hell
But even when you’re under the gun
Poetry is always fun!
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