I have no need to be like Bill, the Bard
I have no need to make my world a stage
I have no need to play the “writer’s card”
I have no need to be an empty page
I need to be ironic with my voice
I need to be The Word and Not The Word
I need to be Them Both by simple choice
I need to be a simpleton, unheard
You must be in the mood to read tonight
You must be more than just a nightly mood
You must be or you must not be too bright
You must be hops that’s waiting to be brewed
No need to be must be the sum of all
No need to be must be how couplets fall.
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