This title came to me, The rest followed.
During the day.


Life is like a dream,
I am therefore I scream.

I am therefore I think,
To many words,
Not enough ink.

So what's his name wrote:
The pen is mightier than the sword,
Hang on, The pen was a quill.
Plucked from a bird in all types of weather,
Do you really want to fight a sword;
With a feather?.

Riddle me this riddle me that,
Who's afraid of the big black bat.
I am, Covid don't want that again,
Are the bats really the ones to blame?.

What is mightier than the sword,
A paper cut they really hurt.
Poetic profanity,
Drive's people to insanity.
There's no need to cuss,
If you're waiting for a bus.
To drive you to humanity.

Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2022-01-20 at 16:46

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