Tales of a black sheep
I feel like sush a creep
Because sometimes life gets pretty deep
More troubles to throw on the heap
I won’t just say I don’t give a bleep
I refuse to think the highest montain is to steep
Up the broken pieces I intend to sweep
It might be best not to say a peep
About the river of tears I weep
But thoughts begin to steep
Out of my mouth they seem to seep
Foolish mistakes I now beweep
I’ll take a giant leap
Its promises I vow to keep
I know talk is cheap
But its rewards I hope to reap
Maybe now I’ll be able to sleep
By lightfootwon 10/12/2016
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Wow! I’m impressed you were able to come up with so many -eep words. I really love this poem nd the effort you clearly put into it, but I also feel like forcing such a strict rhyme structure on it is making it sound a little forced. I’m play with it a little bit and maybe try an AABB or ABAB rhyme structure, rather than AAAA.
Thank you so much LindsayB for the feedback, its nice to know someone liked my work!
I agree add a few other end sounds to it, but otherwise it’s good