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Off I go To the ****** ward For the chasing of elusive words I round them up and write them down A poet demanding to be heard Using only a word at a time I will never have enough So here I sit in the silly ward A word chaser A nut The more words I write The more I want It has become an insatiable greed Words I must have them all Not a wanting An uncontrollable need My crime is that I am a word chaser Many cannot understand So this is my explanation As I scrawl with pen in hand Yes I am a pursuer of words And all the letters I find Line them up Assigning their places I paint them with metaphor and rhyme A word chaser yes Without reservation these faults I confess Though my hands are no longer tied The door is forever shut So in the ****** ward I will remain A word chaser' A nut All right Reserved. Tammy M. Darby. All Material Stored in Author Base
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC
Word Chaser
Off I go To the ****** ward For the chasing of elusive words I round them up and write them down A poet demanding to be heard Using only a word at a time I will never have enough So here I sit in the silly ward A word chaser A nut The more words I write The more I want It has become an insatiable greed Words I must have them all Not a wanting An uncontrollable need My crime is that I am a word chaser Many cannot understand So this is my explanation As I scrawl with pen in hand Yes I am a pursuer of words And all the letters I find Line them up Assigning their places I paint them with metaphor and rhyme A word chaser yes Without reservation these faults I confess Though my hands are no longer tied The door is forever shut So in the ****** ward I will remain A word chaser' A nut All right Reserved. Tammy M. Darby. All Material Stored in Author Base
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC
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