that do not rhyme; Without a doubt, a waste of chronologicalness.
- Those who write them,
those little jerks; on their faces, stay dirty devious expressions.
- They see their poems,
as something good; But I'd trash them, If just I was able to
- Lovely poems rhyme,
they're filled with zest; unlike the waste, unlike the the poems that do have zest.
- You see, good poems,
take time to write. Take us places, And out of peripheral vision.
- But if you write,
your poem too fast; The thing you seek, Can never continuously work.
- My meter´s perfect,
from year to day, and in my stead, to god we send a mental message.
- His wife, she knows it,
and so do I. It's so sad that it makes me weep about for ever.
- It is my hope,
this bids you good; and that my poem, is simply getting across to you.
- And I must now,
bid you adieu; with high regards, from me to those who are still reading.