I am not sure what\'s wrong with my mouth...
It goes off like a water spout.
It\'s okay if the cock stays closed,
But if opened, shoots like a hose...
I can confuse myself with the ideas it displays,
And cringe that the volume has wash them away...
So for me,
I try poetry.
Whatever that may be?
Hopefully brief!
The words not poor.
In it, can explore,
Unspeakable treasures,
And give ears some relief.