Oct 28 2011
The view
The view
I sit all alone in my bedroom at night
to write all these poems and post them, I might
I try different verses, syllables and words.
To be famous is what I’m working towards.
This battle I’ll win with rhymes as ammunition
I’ll follow up on my mission as a magician’s opposition
I’ll Fly and I’ll crawl after I slip and slide
I’ll tell every story from every side
I’ll bend and I’ll break and make
I’ll expose every fake and snake in the grass
A poem that’ll keep you all awake
Under the covers, you’ll see, you’ll shake
So that is my dream, I’ve shared it with you
This poem, I think, was really a breakthrough
You can write poems, it’s true if you want to
Just come on up and enjoy the view