Am I a poet ? I do doubt,
When I scribble a line and think about
And yet at times I smell
The incense burning dwell
In my heart of hearts
Which adores the Muse and parts,
Comes again and infuses
In rhyme to move, my senses
Oft the rhythm and metre stand apart
And giggle at me when I start
To put the letters in tasty lines
Dressed in ideas dug out from soul's mines.

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