Many a poem have I uttered
Many a story have I muttered
For I have a bit to
To flit and flutter about
Many would say I’m dull
And others would still spout
That I should mull
Over what I write about.
For in speed these words do flow.
And these lines do come with ease
I mean not to tease
For I think my work is of low degrees.
But thank you for I am pleased
That you think my work has qualities
And modest vibrancy.