I Am
I'm a poet,
Don't you know it?
Else the words build and start to blow.
I'm a poet,
Don't you know it?
Some ideas just have to flow.
My rhymes might be rough,
But I like all my stuff.
It gives a cadence and ebb
For what's in my head.
I'm a poet,
Don't you know it?
For thoughts and dreams, worries and cares.
I'm a poet
And I know it.
I will write whatever I dare.
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