26 letters from A to Z
And
with the gift given at birth
weave them into poetry here
on planet earth
Once I have the first line
then the rhyme is all mine
Like a picture developing before
me
the words begin to flow so
effortlessly
No time to think for I use
automatic ink
A gift at my command
All
that is needed is a pen
silhouetted in my hand
Love my musical Boom Box
And
at the drop of a hat this world
I will rock