two lines at a time. I'll startDuring the daylight hours which I pleaseI am able to show my expertise...
and write for hours on end to my heart's content...
I write on a variety of diferent things which gives me joy and much happiness it brings.
I persist in my endeavour to remain alert and stillExperiencing life's many trials and glorius upswings
Indeed, these things I do on HubPagesWith or without rhyme, works for the ages
It's not the money, what money they sayIt's the love for writing that makes us stay
My heart, my heart is in the wordsThat you who've read my hubs have heard
Sometimes I write to make people smileIt makes me happy even just for a while
In my extra hours, I play in The SandpitA good excercise for a brain with an itch
You start it for the cash,forget that in a flash!(just joking HP I love you)
and you try at least most timesnot to write trash.
A Rolex watch. My diet pills work!and a 30 day trial to prevent PC crash
I write for the creativity,It's as easy as: A,B,C
but the HP team really must bethick-skinned and patient to the nth degree.
And different kinds of people, you will meetwith words that will make you say "is that neat?"
The community here in Hubpages is the bestVery friendly and helpful to say the least
Stranger than fiction. Strangers and friends.The mix of Hubtivity never quite ends.
A warning. Hubpages is very addictive!You'd be spending lots of time being active
And if your hubscore drops to zero, -Start all over and be a hero.
by WordWielder5 years ago
Thanks kimback for the inspiration to do this with your last topic.... Simple rules: Every two lines have to rhyme, the next two lines have to rhyme as well but be different from the first lines. Be creative and make it...
by Gable Rhoads4 years ago
Lets see how long of a poem we can make, two lines at a time...I'll start.Low pay? Don't feel sad,Read, comment, and click an ad.Come, visit, and have some fun,clickety click everyone!
by \Brenda Scully7 years ago
no more than 4 lines.... and we need them to rhyme... Though tired after a long day I am staying up writing Just having my say ...
by Renee S5 years ago
The branches bobbed up and down in the wind as if
by Miss Take7 years ago
The snow so pure, white, new..........Evenly distributed,Weighing heavily upon the twigs,Of the branches,On the trees ...........Near where i live your turn.
by Leni Sands6 years ago
Once upon a time there lived a wise old man named Yaris who lived in the very deepest, darkest place in the woods, on a hillside in a place known as Whispering Winds Valley.
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