Should I ponder a poem
About a photo of a poet?
Then show it.

Could I conjure up doves and
Cringingly cute words for love?
Then blow it.

Would my pen come up dry
If I had a wee inkling to try?
Flops for free.

Good poet, brave bard
Would you snarl and snare me
With barbed prose
If I drearily laddered
Your best pantyhose
And finished with a flourish:
Stood on your toes?
Let’s see.

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