i write poetry
i play music
out of tender romance
aimed at urgent express
so bored my pen becomes
energetically the piano sounds
few words can be new
no keys stay down low
you see tis true
you hear this fool
be prepared to challenge
get ready to renew
why stand by it with wilful gaze
how fun is undertaking the aged and ill
life is too short not to
eternity is within the soul
write this fugal poem
when composing poetic fuge