sugar rush

The poetical short straw- I drew it.

 

 

Words I take, bend and break cause I'm a poet,


Grammar ticks, bells and scrapes I'll ignore and crow it!


The very birds sing from the highest trees for me and don't I know it,


The sugar rush from love lit eyes, I starve for and I woe it,


You'll rant my lines yet no cash is mine, cause you know I'd only blow it.


I drew this short straw, I can only hope, I'll find out how to grow it!

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