As You Don't Mind

I hope you don't mind
But I need to find
The right good sum
Of goodly writ words
And by that I mean
It has a number
That I need to reach
To be but happy yes
As the sacred quest
Has demands 
And who am I 
To not give in

 So any help
That you could give
Even though you're not here
In the good of the moment
Which gives good rise
To the cool idea
Of streaming live
Your favourite Fish
Doing his thing

 Aye that's poetry
As I am oh rarely
Not connected to
The Force of Verse
Aye it's not just the Flash
Or even the wars 
In those distant stars
But me myself
Who has a force
To draw upon
I'm just a lot more quiet
About this goodly that
For two good reasonsOne of which
Is modesty of course
And the other's the law
I'd hate to be sued
Because I ain't got squat

But what are the odds 
Like actually
Who'd come to sue me
Such a nobody man
So I'm being a fool indeed
To give it any thought
And should heed the higher calling
That says to chase my dream
Which is what I aim to do
And you'll be here
Or over there
Because maybe I might
Want not to write
My goodly posts here
As all my writing
Will be on my site
That's coming soon
For I gotta be ready
For the year to come

 I know you don't mind
That I come here to find
What little I need of here
Because you understand
That I cannot give my all
For the good of giving it out
Like it's going out of style
Though that is what
I'm gonna do
For certain sure
In the year to come
And probably the next
Before I slowly yes
Wean the lot of you off

Aye the site will become
Something else
As I am sure to grow
Yes strong enough
To stand on my own
Though it is true
That I'll be giving my goodly value
There are surely those
Who think it weak 
To come along
With hat in hand
As it were
Though all I promise
Is more than fair 
For what I ask

 And once again
Yes thanks to you
My goodly two
I draw upon your strength
And give my best
Night after night
You make it worth my time
To post but once a day
And through the end of the year
I'll be here
And I hope that you'll be here too

Charles Petrie

Date 
09-06-19

Time 
23:16-23:41=25 Minutes

Word Count
430

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