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[bedlammessiah]

I have always admired the ideal of the warrior poet. Perhaps it is because I am ancient bard's guitar otherkin and I miss my owner. Anyway, I have written a poem that I am thinking about reading at a recital. I would appreciate comments and critique, but please, be gentle.

Here goes.

Come on, feel the noise
Girls! Rock your boys!
We'll get wild!
Wild!
Wild!
WILD!
Anywhere...

So you think I got a funny face?
I got no worries
And I don't know why
And I don't know why

So I'm a "scruff bag"
well it's no disgrace.
I'm in no hurry!
And I don't know why
I don't know why.
Anymore...