FATE
Of course I am a genius
Writing poetry en
plus
It's absolutely right
to say
You make me work all
day
Yes dear you are my
muse
And thanks to you
I use
My mind to write ein
sof
Till it will blow
off
If it was not for you
There'd be nothing
I could do
But I can write things
all kind
When you are on my
mind
Thinking of you will
trigger it
And without delay
I'm fit
To write lots more
than just a verse
Rhymes come flowing
effortless
So you should have
the credit
Whether or not you
like it
And what's more I'll
pay this debt
The moment we meet
again, you bet!
I hope you don't object
To kisses, and won't
reject
Them 'cause next time
we meet
You'll be kissed from
head to... feet
If you consider it
unfit
Don't blame me, blame
fate for it
Which is the culprit
in this affair
It can't be changed,
it's here to stay!
Of course I am a genius
There's nothing to
discuss
And so it will remain
As it sure is no strain
Yes dear you are my
muse
And thanks to you
I use
My mind to write ein
sof
Till it really will
blow off
Mon plaisir à moi est d'enfermer des mots dans la mesure d'un vers... (Horace)
Quel
est le vôtre?