Toast Masters
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Joined toast masters one day.
Thought it would be like play.
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Goal. . ., well, to better speak,
Stand on stage, knees not weak.
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But hands shake, sweaty pits
To face crowds, gives me fits
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Picturing group, all nude
Getting in better mood.
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Laughing at thought, I smile
. . . Forget to talk meanwhile.
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Crowd thinks break poetic.
Not know, feel pathetic.
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Take deep breath, tensions ease.
Said my piece, didn’t freeze.
– June Nash
