Flash cardsA Poem by ALITR
"How are writers born?"
My teacher asked the class Something I may have thought about If he wasn't such an a*s 2 years later I sit thinking With that young, thoughtful smile I see my teacher was wrong I hadn't for a while Writers are not born That just doesn't work It's something you find in yourself And grow an old, dreamy smirk © 2013 ALITR |
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