Mar 2014
The perfect poem went through my mind every word seemed
sublime
It had perfect rhyme
It had the perfect amount of lines
Unfortunately I ran out of time to grab pen and paper
Now it forever eludes me
sublime
It had perfect rhyme
It had the perfect amount of lines
Unfortunately I ran out of time to grab pen and paper
Now it forever eludes me
This seemed fitting it happened again the other day
I thought of a perfect poem and by the time I got pen and paper
I forgot the poem, sorry you missed it.
I thought of a perfect poem and by the time I got pen and paper
I forgot the poem, sorry you missed it.
