I love my verse
I could have gotten into
something much worse
Time passes on into
the future
writing verse does nurture
It entertains my day
as time passes away
I sit and I think
pick up my pen and ink
For the love of verse
I serve my curse
If verse was a jailer
I'd be booked
If it was dope
I'd be hooked
However it is
what it is
It can be more
or less
depending on
the express
If verse was romance
I'd have to confess