Reciting a little exciting writing
I measure and treasure the pleasure
Of certain hues I choose to use
To enrage this page like a stage,
Find my mind in a place so kind
Dancing, prancing free of glancing
Eyes to my surprise which otherwise
Slow the flow of its inner glow.

Yonder there I ponder where to wander
Next, feeling vexed my heart detects
New born words like birds that thirst
To sing and bring on a whisper wing
A butter flutter and a tiny utter
Of chiming timing in internal rhyming.

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