Nat S Ford (natf) wrote,
Nat S Ford


One night, a young poet
(not good and not bad)
Did write down a poem
(not happy, not sad).

She said, "as I lie
In my bed every night,
If I have the 'feeling',
One poem I'll write!"

So she thought and she thought
As she lay in the dark _
She thought and she thought
And, then she cried, "Hark!

I've thought of a poem
Which now I will write!"

You've now read that poem
She wrote on that night!
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