A Poems Chapter

by

John William McGrath III

Ev'ry one must think this poem is too long
'Ere would they end their own life's song?
Each one would surely have a go at age
Not ending it at such an early stage

When boredom doth seep in as a vapor
wetting life's dreams as soggy paper
Then casting lust for life to airy wind
The gentle flowing to the lungs abscind

To bring the rhyme of life to nought
Barter time and life not as one ought
But leap into the very depths of hell
Leaving none to grieve or care to tell

Would any care to rhyme just one more verse?
Just one line and you may make it terse
Then I will continue on for a short while
Until inspired to end this song in style

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Why don't you look at Color
by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

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