Do you promise to tell the truth, the truth and the whole truth. Then take the poetic stand.
Good or bad sport, poets most of the time report. Through their verse travels their day, even the way they play, and especially what they say. Say it loud, I'm poet and I'm proud!
Then again I'm a sucker, so right at this moment I might as well pucker. Kiss up to this verse, admit I have the curse. Duely noted, and on these words floated.
Coming to you with an overload, the poetic pony coming down the road. Riding the write pony, very seldom am I phony. My verse is about life existing, because it's so darn twisting.