Poetry Slam Challenge 11: WORDS ER WIZDUM
This be me last bottle of drunk
I'd rathur not write but I thunk
An pen a few
Take a shot or twooo
And explain some all me thoughts
See I travellered with me cargo
Me curiosity n crates, oh no
These be bottles 'er rum!
Makin' me undun
Oh no harms from a little sippun
Rum's me worst enemy
Attackin' me insides yer see?
I beggin' your pardun?!?
Elequence costs a jargen
N no drinker can pay tha fee
So ya want a words o wizdum?
And yer lookin' to me fer some?
Best read the laybul
On this here bottle
An lemme get back to me rum
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I like so much about this poem :) I guess those years on the open ocean gave me a soft spot for sea-faring folk arrrrr! Great work!
It is nice to have fun!