Now this blows. I’ve got the poetry stuff coming out the a… pen right now. Okay, might as well jot the crap down and get it over with.

#1: The Scribbler
I have words aplenty
and ideas too
it’s just their ordering
which is too few.

No Beowulf from me
nor an Odyssey
I’m more inclinded
to proved few lines
and set the text free.

Wow, deep. I may just vomit. Speaking of which, let’s go at it again. No! In the name of all that is holy (like my undies), please stop!

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