What did I write? Multiple verses whichh don't exactly pertain to each other, oh well.
Put some thoughts in your verbs
Pitter pattering around your ideals
Place some personality into your appeals
Thoughts racing around in my cerebral,
People always show their truest colors when they feel feeble
Don't mince meat around the verbs, mean them even if they're cynical
Don't just race around your points, when you speak by analytical
You've got a freedom of speech, use it.
Terrorizing terrifically written stanzas, Lafitte
Ironically attempting at inspiring the masses with each rhyme
No need to speak a single word, pantomime
Curiously creating carefully crafted poetry
Not a rocket science but I still call it rocketry
Lighting off fireworks in broad daylight
Fire never slows down, anthracite.