I Put A Wage On Words
I Make Sure You Get The Value-Heard
I’ll Leave No Stone Unturned
I’ll Leave No Kindle Unburned
That Is My Literary Style
Whether I Write A Minute, Or A Mile
Yeah, Sometimes Less Is More
… More Oft, I Have To Explore …
… Every Conceivable Angle
Or Let A Thought Just Dangle …
Every Twist & Turn Of A Phrase
I Will Make Love To A Page!
‘Til I’ve Exhausted Every Idea
And Made Meaning Crystal Clear
If My Stones Take Too Long Sculpted
Don’t Look, I Won’t Be Insulted
Now, I Too, Love Short & Sweet
Connoisseur Dessert, Is Such A Treat
But When I’m Ready To Eat …
Let My Teeth and Tongue Find Meat!
Savoring, With Intensity
Sharing Expensive Homily
A Commonwealth From Honeycomb
I Am MoonBee … I Don’t Drone
In My Mental-Exchange Economy
My Writes Are Wall-Street Autonomy
If I Got A Penny For My Thoughts
I’d Be The Trillionaire … (Money Talks)
So My Words, Are A Collected Wage
If You’re Not Worth It … I Don’t Waste
And If My Words Are Being Appraised
The Cost Of Speaking … Just Got Raised
Written & ©: 3/29/10
By: MoonBee
MoonBee Canady
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