Poetaster

Give me a piece

Of that poetry pie

If I don’t get some

I think I might die

Each word I consume

Leaves me hungry for more

Give me the rhythm

And rhyme I adore

I open my mouth

To the heavenly sin

And I eat them up

So the meaning sinks in

I delight at the taste

And deliciously find

I’ve developed a taste

For feeding my mind

So give me a poem

Any words that are spilled

And I won’t stop reading

Till my heart is filled

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