Boogie, the Beat
Hand tired from writing, but…
Gotta’ read everyday.
Gotta’ write everyday.
Gotta’ write one more line before retiring to bed.
Can’t retire before then.
Gotta’ get this poem out
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat!
***Y’all, this is a lot harder than I thought. Maybe that’s why I didn’t complete this in April! I won’t stop though. I’m more than halfway through. Eleven more days!!!***
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