A quite miserable attempt at a poem
I have an intense case of writers block
i cant even follow directions
my writing skills need resurrection
as you read this, it won’t be a shock
To write about fall would be fine
but i have not a clue
what i might do
when it’s time to write the first line.
It’s barely turned summer, why write about fall?
Maybe i’ll have an idea
by the time we have colder weather
all the greats are rolling in their graves
watching me struggle through this
like they could do any better
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