AN: I was having trouble writing what I wanted to write, so I wrote this instead.

My Bad Day Poem

Words oh words,

Oh, Things I want to say,

Things can never get on paper,

I’m not having a good day,

I sit and dream,

Of wondrous work,

My stuff is simple,

And rhymes like Kirk (James T.)

I can not rhyme,

Or get a beet,

I can not sing,

Or dance with feet,

I try, I try,

But then I fall,

So I doodle,

As I crawl,

Don’t cry for me,

I am this way,

This is the poem,

Of my bad day