Sep 12, 2017 - Poetry    No Comments


I’m a writer…a poet
I never knew it
Now I know it
I’m not a show-er
I’m a grower
A lyrical leaf blower
I don’t take shit
I drop rhyme
Like a crime
A wordy who done it
That wasn’t natural
It didn’t have a flow
My switch was turned off
I didn’t blow
I was sucking
Call it a typo
Like when my phone uses ducking
That’s not what I entered
I was trying to say ducking
Stupid auto correct.

Love, Peace and Sharkyness

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