Man, woman or child
Sooner or later will know it
A craft of poetic words
A river of prose to row it
It’s a calling from deep within
Eagerly your Muse will tow it
Planting the seeds of inspiration
In your heart to sow it
Because once it starts
You’ll be compelled to roll it
If it feels sad
Then you’ll console it
Give it a beat
So you can control it
Add some strings
And you Rock and Roll it
Tell those apprentices
Too shy to show it
Keep reading and writing
Because now you’re a poet
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