Just Too Damn Old

Am I too old to be a poet?

Could I be and just not know it?

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I really like it when things rhyme.

But now it's only some of the time.

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Man I'm getting into the flow.

Well damn, where the hell did it go?

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I know I sound like a total tool,

Reciting the rules I learned in school.

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But maybe too much time has gone.

Or maybe I'm just dead ass wrong.

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But expression can't subsist,

On rules that simply don't exist.

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My aged knowledge lays in a hearse,

Murdered by something called "free verse."

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And when my thoughts run dead and cold,

Put on my stone, "He was just too damn old."

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