Puchee Puchheare You Taunting Me Poem by me poet yeps poet

strange
none read it
what my good poem

give notes then
they will understand

it don't worry
many of mine are also bland
I damn care

none can hold my hand
I play my own musical band

you may enjoy if you can
or ask your friend
why he ran

He will say
to geta fan
who would dance with him
as alone no one can

Don't worry
the oneswho read
are those who are steady
they will come
when they are ready