Drought of Verse-1
As I unravel
Uncomplicate
Steer my dinghy
To a different fate
Unwittingly
I close the gate
To rhymes, limericks
And the witty ditty
And dressed up words
That I once found pretty
Drought of Verse-2
He leaves too soon
Then leaves too long
No enticement
No appeal
And no Love song
Can hold that moody visitor long
At the dong of the gong
He tips his hat
Conceals a smirk
and says "so long"!
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