I searched through my writing books
To find just the right topic,
But all the inspiration I got
Was super microscopic.
One book said to get
Reacquainted with my pencils,
But I have a hard time getting
Emotional over utensils.
So now I write these words,
And arrange them into verse,
And when it’s time for a video
I may not even rehearse.
I know these words are silly,
I know they don’t mean a thing,
But if the beat should strike a chord
Just tap your toes and sing.
I appreciate your listening
To my ranting and my raving,
But I think this poem should end now
Before I do what I am craving.
Allen Bradford
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