Soft and frilly, delicious & sweet
ambers & honey, we never meet.
Full of bravado, coupled with pain
this is what ticks in my brain.
The poetry police would gasp in despair
this strange girl writing with curly blonde hair
Uneducated mutter, I hear them think
simple and stupid, lines ending with a clink!
I listen and glisten to my own sweet pace
and a cheeky grin spreads across my face.
A dark sense of humor with a naughty streak
just wait until I reach my poetic peak!
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