A poetic epidemic.

We're not being pretentious,

But our words are infectious.

Sometimes contentious,

We consider our thoughts precious.

Tis why we write them down,

To show how much we've grown.

We wear the pride like a crown,

The meanings like a gown.

Don't blame us if we get you thinking,

It's better than just drinking.

It's the sweetest release,

In the end you get peace,

It puts the mind at ease.

So go ahead,

Let your thoughts be well said.

Join the dark side,

We're dignified, bona fide,

And entirely genuine.