Am I Original

As I sit here and pen this rhyme, I wonder if there may come a time, someone else might have the same words to say. As we sit under the same moon, and write tales about a lover’s swoon, will we tell it in the very same way. There are only so many words, to use as nouns, adjectives and verbs, coincidence dictates it might be so. Cause I have read so many bards, that the chances might not be that hard, I could do it and never really know. After all there’s been many times, I’ve struggled to find a way to rhyme, the word horse with anything but ‘of course’. I guess I could make up a word, one nobody else has ever heard, like the evil stallion who bucked and ‘snorsed’. I don’t know why I worry so, there’s probably no one else you know, with a mind quite as twisted and depraved. So if you ever think for sure, you have read these exact words before, know that I didn’t mean to misbehave.