But it isn't very good
I have written many
and all of them stink
the words tumble out
whatever i think
They jumble together
making no sense
the poems don't end
and i often feel dense
I continue to write
but i don't often share
the words have no meaning
so why do i care
as usual i have run out of things to say so here the poem ends and it stinks
and all of them stink
the words tumble out
whatever i think
They jumble together
making no sense
the poems don't end
and i often feel dense
I continue to write
but i don't often share
the words have no meaning
so why do i care
as usual i have run out of things to say so here the poem ends and it stinks