I have a whim to write
so write I will
Can’t believe I am
Being this still
I type and I type
To no avail
I can’t believe it
So I guess I will
What says the key
Can it really be
An a or a y
I really can’t say why
I have a whim to write
So write I will
When night time comes
I pick up my quill
Some say I’m lazy
And others say naught
When I sit here and write
I’m not such a snot.
I love the sound of the keys
That clank
Or the pen that strikes
As I sit down to write.
Well here we go again
Picking up where we left off
Not quite sure what to write
But at least it’s a start.
Good night my protagonist
It was good to see you again
I’ll finish your scene
Without you letting out a scream.
The days are long
And the nights too short
I’ll finish your story
Sometime in the morning
With coffee brewed
And in the mood
I’ll pick up where we left off
And again we will start.
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