If I could write

If I could write, I'd dress myself all tuddly in white

top hat and tuxedo late into the night

If I could write, my name gorgeous women of all nations would sing

and adorn me with a fling of the bling-iest of bling

If I could write, my car would be a lamborighini,

and I'd make it a point that adoring fans would see me

If I could write, this lame poem would probably have rythm

instead of this discourse of untimely schisms

If I could write, I wouldn't use sites called Rhymezone.com

to push  crappy words out of context (like Phnom)

The End

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