‘The Bard’

We turn and we toil
Don’t deny it Dave
Over poetry prose
We sit and slave

And Bre comes in
With clever musings, too
Attempting a rhyme that
Fits in the queue

I, too, add in
My two cents of rhythm
When I can, I hope
We have a poetry sit in

And it’s all thanks,
You can’t deny,
To you know who
That bard, there

on Sherman Avenue

Sam Taylor