Epigram ‘n Aphorism Samwiches

Rhyming Brian Is Back

Rhyming Thoughts Spun
Now My Story's Done

It’s the next word on your eager tongue.
Don’t know where inspiration came from --
Just audacious thoughts placing bets.
But then, there's no takers, just regrets.
If you don't let the bilge spill,
Empty 'til you get your fill.
Haphazard notebooks, scraps of paper --
Forming sentences arrive, disappear in vapor.
From this clouded brain come foggy whims,
Uneven melodies, jotted hymns
No choir would approach, harmonize,
Let alone perform, would rather demonize.

It's the last word on this tongue,
Until the next wayward inspiration flung.

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14 lines, rhyming couplets

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