Live for the Chase ( Christmas Bells Are Ringing)
Every poem is just a guess
I guess
You write whatever is best
and the old lines and edges
of words and sounds
fall in line
Every poem takes alot of concentration
and luck
The thoughts and feelings within
move around and shift inside
words and sounds
falling in line
Some men are born underneath a lucky star
Some women give birth beneath a lucky star
The child coming forth into the hay
the sheep goes bah
the cow goes moo
the horse goes neigh
Dark riders and three wise men
stopping on the side of the road
for a cheeseburger
and a shake
Live for the chase
I guess
You write whatever is best
and the old lines and edges
of words and sounds
fall in line
Every poem takes alot of concentration
and luck
The thoughts and feelings within
move around and shift inside
words and sounds
falling in line
Some men are born underneath a lucky star
Some women give birth beneath a lucky star
The child coming forth into the hay
the sheep goes bah
the cow goes moo
the horse goes neigh
Dark riders and three wise men
stopping on the side of the road
for a cheeseburger
and a shake
Live for the chase
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