Grammatically Incorrect.

Writing makes me feel so clever,

I could run-on forever.

Every syllable and rhyme,

Is placed for the pace to climb.

I used to question every single pause,

Now I’m just a rebel without a clause.

Slipping into a comma coma,

Verbs drag me out with their aroma.

Every line a proclamation,

Designed to cause exclamation.

My lines are their own notation.

Symbolic and designed for quotation.

The result of blood, sweat and tears,

And passionately writing for 15 years.

Period.

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