By thunder! By lightning! Who would have reckoned ever that amidst the tricks, twixes and twirls of Fun and Games, there would appear a game most tame? A game of words, words themselves, affronted to their meaning thereof To blurt the thougts of the heart and feels of the mind! What luck! Such fortune! So come ye lovers of verse both fine or free Come join us in this moment of glee To reality flee, let divinity kneel And every heart in the crowd you shall steal! Rules there are none, ponder it not Now sit down and think, conjure me up a good start!
But come now, ladies, gents and non-binaries Kindly do not make me bump thee Oh I see I already did, alas 'Tis but a string of words! At once, Come here, spawn words, have fun!
Making poetry is not my strong suit But maybe I can whip up something that'll be a hoot? I come from a place that is both hot and wet So whenever I'm inside, I become very upset. The sun here, my friend, can be very cruel It will make you want to wish you lived in a pool. Puertoricans are shallow, judgey and mean. So trust me when I say: They are not what they seem. Puerto Rico is nice in a few certain ways. I'll think of some now, but it may take some days...
