Each morning since the start
Just two months ago
I feel a poetic ******
is sure to stem my flow
I start with a word
and then another
To the gods i do not beg
And pretty soon
there's a steady flow
of poetry down my leg
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
Each morning since the start
Just two months ago
I feel a poetic ******
is sure to stem my flow
I start with a word
and then another
To the gods i do not beg
And pretty soon
there's a steady flow
of poetry down my leg
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