Warning Number One
I’m not a writer, I am a recorder,
I take dictation from my thoughts in no particular order,
When the words come to me and start to flow,
There’s a rhythm, a song, a dance, a go go.
About writing I know no rules,
Other than some grammar I have no tools.
So when I get that feeling, that craving, that want,
I am going to express it, enjoy the word hunt. -the end (“Laurie”...created by ebb)