Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Rhyming

I float
on a boat
on top of a moat
where I strum my guitar's eight note
Where my vocals wail from my throat
and into a tote
where I place the songs I wrote
I devote
A heaving vote
Without much time to connote
The phrases that I denote
One more rhyme and my head will bloat
Like water boiling an oat.

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