It’s time to bust a rhyme.
It’s poetry vs. the world.
Trite gets it right.
Vanity struts upthe down staircase,and Confidence stridesdown the up escalator…
What’s it like to take it easy?
Our self-expression is a gift.
Find a way out.
We go out of our way to eat.
The bratwurst is quite devout for its sauerkraut,But cheese spaetzle is fickle…
It’s love for art’s sake.
Blue eyes,she wants to have his baby.Green eyes,he wants her to have his.Brown…
Writing breeds reading.
It’s time to make peace.