I wan'ted to write...

I wanted write a poem of how the day is long,
but the only rymes I had were bong and thong
and that felt wrong

I wanted to compare a dove to love,
But had to more inspiration form above

Rose's are red.
Violets are blue,
I cant write poetry
Woop-de freakin' doo.

Heh, I guess I'm a poet,
and I didn't even release it.

[The ogrtional poem ended with
“I cant write poetry,
but all try for you”
but it was for my gf befor we borke up]