UNTITLED 2

I named It untitled….

Cos It doesn’t have a title

But I’m thinking about my rifle

Whilst munching on my trifle

The thing I found was vital

That I read you no subtitle

Tell me If you get It

If not you can forget It

Anyhow so where was I?

Doesn’t matter why so sly

Would I rather end up high

Or ending up just saying hi

Play with words Is what I’ve learnt

Just like ash I like them burnt

Patience was the key I earned

Rhyming words Is what I learned

Having fun along the way

You can tell no need to say

So you know don’t like to play

But will show you another day

Why be slow on reacting hey

Down below you’ll end up cray

Playtime’s over no more games

Sitting down & taking aims

With my pen & pad & brain

Jotting down my pain Insane

Try my best to stay In lane

Overtaking not In this rain

Taking time until I train

All myself through window pane

I’ll end It now so you can tell

Way I write I write It well

Hope you sea so I can shell

By the beach to bid farewell