Thursday, July 19, 2012

Admitting Imperfection

Sometimes my poems have better rhymes
But then the theme is not sublime
Sometimes I don't know what to say
But then I say it anyway

Dear reader I beg you do not think
He's such a cad his poems stink
If but for better music and the weather
I know they all could be much better

Of course you'd guess its not so easy
To wax on and on and be so cheesy
To this end I've always strove
Sometimes its good others... less so

I have no doubt that I could be
All that I know you want from me
But guys its just dorky poetry
So for your sake and mine, please let it be.

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