Well, I forgot to write a poem yesterday, which was a horrible missed opportunity. I almost forgot again today, but luckily, as I was sliding into bed, something poked my memory and woke me up and Told me to write a poem.
So, I present to you the Thirty-Second-Poem: I wrote it in literally about thirty seconds in my brain while Blogger loaded on my phone. Now I'm gonna type it out as fast as possible and get on with the snoozin'!
In the garden I ran aground
Compass lost among the sounds
Of singing crooks and adverts loud
I was the tallest of my own small crowd.
I think I might spring from this in tomorrow's poem and I'll probably change that last line... Cuz right now I hate it. But I'll do that once I've had a good night's sleep.
So, I present to you the Thirty-Second-Poem: I wrote it in literally about thirty seconds in my brain while Blogger loaded on my phone. Now I'm gonna type it out as fast as possible and get on with the snoozin'!
In the garden I ran aground
Compass lost among the sounds
Of singing crooks and adverts loud
I was the tallest of my own small crowd.
I think I might spring from this in tomorrow's poem and I'll probably change that last line... Cuz right now I hate it. But I'll do that once I've had a good night's sleep.
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