Most poets just want to be able to write,
To keep rhyming couplets at all times in sight;
To not have to think about all the mundane
Which easily could plague them till almost insane;
They want to have space in their lives to create,
A world in which they can enjoy a quiet state,
Which gives them a chance to produce endless verse;
To them life’s distractions are simply a curse.
Unfortunately few can achieve the quiet life,
For most must contend with much worry and strife;
But they can still hope that one day they’ll be free
To become the creative they dream they could be.
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