I Had Me A Thought

I had me a thought
That I'd rather not
What if  there came a day
Where I had words to say
Whether in my prose
Or poetry
It just couldn't be
Yes posted hither
Or posted yon
What would I do
Though it is true
That I'm not beloved
Which the stats but loudly proclaim
I'd hate it all the same
If I was stopped
From doing this

 Aye even though
I went years without the doing
And just wrote for me
With the faint and stupid hope
Of one day being
Yes rightly published
So long as I want to be online
With my writing naked and bare
I will have a care
To do this thing
Without no fail

 Not that such a day 
Is upon me now
Oh no it ain't
I'm just a man who thinks
Of many things
And this just happened to be
Yes one of them

 I had me a thought
That I'd rather not
But I talked it out
And have no doubt
That it won't come to pass
I'm just being a fool
And that ain't cool
Only I never claimed to be
That kind of man
Though maybe my mind it is
I most surely ain't
And that's okay
I'll still have my say
And I dare to think
That say will bring with it
The good of goodly times
Aye the good of goodly times indeed
With words to read
And who'd have thunk them that

Charles Petrie


Date
08-24-19

Time
23:10-23:22=12 Minutes

Word Count
247

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