No Excuses!
by cricketjeff on June 4, 2011. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
I wish that I could blame the change for slaughtering my muse
But that would be a monumental lie
Or swear that I would write but hate had coloured all my views
But I am not a weird vindictive guy
The changes that our leader’s made are not at all to blame
On any site my poetry’s the same
I wish that I could pass the buck for all my many faults
But you are not all dafter than the dead
If Kevin slaughters virgin goats while turning somersaults
It won’t affect the voices in my head
The rich text box is not my friend but not why I can’t write
That’s just because my brain’s out for the night
I wish that I could think some thoughts to change the fate of man
Or win the Nobel Prize for spreading peace
But I can’t even tell the tale of Matthew and his Nan
Or how Arbuthnot came to meet Bernice
I really want a good excuse but inspiration’s left
And no-one’s going to prison for the theft
It’s hard for me to tell the truth, but all my fiction’s flown
So I can’t start a story or a song
My friendly dragon Melvin isn’t answering his phone
And Snaggleduff has texted “Move along”
Tomorrow I may feel the urge to buckle down and write
But now it’s time for tea and bed, goodnight!
Author notes
But really this bloody rich text editor has GOT to go!!!
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