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'' Lying There Gathering Dust ''
As I started to write,
On came a light,
Suddenly my mind was aglow,
What I perceived was a beautiful sight,
My masterpiece would soon be on show.
How did I feel?
Strangely unreal,
Ideas were swirling round in my head,
They had to be kept on an even keel,
Otherwise they would never be read.
I had a thirst,
What comes first,
Should that be verse one or two,
I felt as if I was going to burst,
Please help me see this through.
The words were flowing,
My poem was growing,
An epic was now my intention,
My proverbial trumpet I'd soon be blowing,
The world over it would merit a mention.
Within my mind,
I had it designed,
So that to everyone my work would appeal,
The final article would be so refined,
The critics would say it's genteel.
Like millions before,
I completed my chore,
Where it lies now is so unjust,
It's placed within my own personal store,
' Lying There, Gathering Dust '
On came a light,
Suddenly my mind was aglow,
What I perceived was a beautiful sight,
My masterpiece would soon be on show.
How did I feel?
Strangely unreal,
Ideas were swirling round in my head,
They had to be kept on an even keel,
Otherwise they would never be read.
I had a thirst,
What comes first,
Should that be verse one or two,
I felt as if I was going to burst,
Please help me see this through.
The words were flowing,
My poem was growing,
An epic was now my intention,
My proverbial trumpet I'd soon be blowing,
The world over it would merit a mention.
Within my mind,
I had it designed,
So that to everyone my work would appeal,
The final article would be so refined,
The critics would say it's genteel.
Like millions before,
I completed my chore,
Where it lies now is so unjust,
It's placed within my own personal store,
' Lying There, Gathering Dust '
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`` Lying There Gathering Dust ``
`` Lying There Gathering Dust ``
