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Monday 30 September 2013

A Nonsense Poem

September 1, 2013 at 6:39pm
Now as I sit here
With an O shaped mouth
Wishing to write something
Ending up writing nothing...

Tired I am
Of this common brain drain
Greeting us all in this abode...

I can't write
I wish to work
None is here...

My dream job knocks
I open the door for it
I see it not...

Is it lurking?
Has it gone?
Is it coming back?
Or
Was it just a flash in the pan?
I know not..

Here I wait patiently
For it
Writing nonsense
Which might make sense...
Does it make sense?
I know not...

Send to me a helper
Before all goes awry...
Here I cry
Beg
Plead
Weep
Sweat
And
.......

I need it
Before it boils over!!!!

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