Some people struggle to write a poem
I write many, like a shop of hats
Poems pour our of me incessantly
Like drops from a dripping tap - sorting words is like herding cats
Poems pour out of my poised pen
I'm running chased by words like rain
Oh, no, here comes another one
Like buses, three more stop again - I diet, but my poem's fat.
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