Saturday, January 19, 2019

a dry spell

Poets can come to a stop
even though they don't wanna
I must eat a daily banana
to get me in swing a top

Like dr.Seuss and others
wonderful wordsmiths sublime
only a few from my little mine
a sure bombing it bothers

So mayhap I shall quit
do no writing for a while
resolution: walking a mile
hope for a returning wit

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