More silliness for a silly day

This would be a lot better if i had employed any sort of meter, but….:

I come to realize
That I’m not very wise
Every time I poetize.
Tho I try to exercise
Sight thru “new” eyes,
From life some knowledge prise
And thus my mind fertilize.
I try, oh! I tries!
But i just don’t cognize,
So then I self-chastise
And begin to devise
A method to folly disguise.
My breath in uprise,
In heart I agonize
From every moonrise
To next sunrise.
Yet my brain, so pint-size,
Still can’t each cell colonize.
I analyze and criticize
Until thoughts cauterize
And mind does fossilize.


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