I Feel Real Dumb, You Bet, I Bet.

Won day i sat down to right a poem...
Nothing came to me which left me to feel sad and alone.

A cloud of dispaire and regret alit to my head and shoulders...
This did very little to enpower me to be great and happily the bolders.

Alas-...
This poor old sad filled lass.

No more hope...
To give nothing to others a mood of nope.

When will this unspirited vacume of nothingness leave me of it's hold? ...
When will i mentally prosper and be well known of my frame of greatness enfold to an arouseness of being smart and talented as well as being told that i am really smart as bold?

No ideas, as of yet...
I feel real dumb, you bet i bet.

by Michael Gale

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