Language Poem by Caitlin Moreby
Language
Often isn't sometimes,
And sometimes isn't always,
I don't get this language thing,
I'm running out of ways to say.
I'm no Shakespeare,
I'm no Dickens,
It's hard to rhyme,
I choose chicken.
Language, language, language,
But I've no other thought,
Of writing down my feelings
To make your breath get caught.
I'm no Duffy,
And I'm no Keats,
I use a dictionary to rhyme,
See? I even cheat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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