I'm The Lone Poet
By Lone Poet
I am the Lone Poet but do you know it? secretly come and go my face, I won't show like a man with a gun my weapon's this pun intoxicating as booze I am drunken from muse lonely as all losers in hell why don't my poems sell? I'm able to spell or can't you tell? just want someone to read what's inside of my head I fear not before I'm stone dead hey, did you hear what I said? I am the one and only Lone Poet I'll bet you still don't know it I'm done, now throw me some bread hi-ho-hi-ho, it's off I go to bed... (c) 3/01 SmS Written February 1st, 2002 © on Feb 01 2002 01:50 PM PST, Sheryl Marcia Schwartz 0 • 8 • 1
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"I am the Lone Poet..."