Over the years I've paid for my type versing, I made some start review cursing. I verse about life, it's love, misery and strife. This poem is a summary of some review responses and my feelings about what sounds like advice versing.
The ice is thin
a poet could
fall in
No real sin
just his pen
maybe his versing
will end
especially in
the den
That's good advice
it sounds real nice
but we don't need
neither do we heed
Give us something
more exciting to read
or your heart and soul
will bleed
No not on racism
you're spreading hate
Read you on a
later date
Like that romance
but it don't stand a chance
You got it bad
for some chick
you never had
Don't preach the bible
we don't want to
be held liable
Us haters don't want
to hear about love
we still like to
push and shove
The ice is thin
but I write
my way again
and again
day out and
night end
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