AP Mode

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There are very few places like AP.
Poets write about anything they think or see.
Where else can you read about a dancing fish,
or magic rabbits that can grant your every wish?

I once read a poem about the civil war,
then read something about a molten s'more
and a poet once wrote about the role of women
building a country that is mostly man-driven.

There are sonnets about milk chocolate
and fields blooming beautifully violet.
I read about a mouse with a crocodile head
and a vampire duck who liked to play dead.

I've seen Halloween poems that caused a fright,
brilliant poems with attitude and insight,
Haiku with the true Japanese flavor,
intensely passionate love-making to savor.

But most of all I am impressed here
with the people who write, play it by ear.
I've had quite a few laughs at the poets' humor,
gasped occasionally at a real juicy rumor.

I also must point out before you leave
there is no place so comforting, if you must grieve.
There are so many people who give kind support
so many assurances from folks of all sorts.

AP is the place if you want to know what's shakin'
or want to spend a few lines just belly achin'
and if you feel like you need cheer in your cup
you can read silly poems and crack yourself up.


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