Whilst Declaiming My Poetry To A Crowd

Whilst declaiming my poetry to a crowd
In a town that’s known as Stroud,
A young lady dressed in white
Said, “sir, it’s long after midnight,
And your voice is far too loud!”.

4 thoughts on “Whilst Declaiming My Poetry To A Crowd

  1. blindzanygirl

    And as the night wore on
    Miss White kept singing her song
    Her dress turned to blue
    Amidst the din and hue
    And the night didn’t seem so long
    (Apologies for my stupid little poem in response Kevin. Yours is goid!)

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