LOOK LIKE PRETTY FOOL
The cozy home we love to stay and grow Was once a hangout zone for poets so few I'm pleased to read their souls valiantly sail Few friends with us here loved its mission zeal We found a home we doubtless care and love We reached a huge troop of lasses and lads With armament of brains and pens that sink We learned from mentor dear, Maestro Ben The crux of pleasing poetry must entwine Like cascade music which scrawled in minds Oh God! I'm halfway through this brainiac write Bit spooked I'm doing this challenge wrong or right I hope my pen will bleed from where I start Dear lovely angels, help concoct my heart I need first aid like crazy, breaths now gasp It's hard to seize, my brain may seem to lapse If ends in verb or noun, I need to scroll My time was hooked to look like pretty fool This group was made desiring to enrich The talents we conferred will bridge us peace!