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Toying with an asymmetrical rhyme scheme. |
A ream of paper in a wooden box, Slowly fading in the clocks Eye; hands spinning, jinxing Every hour by twisting And reminding us what's undone-- Each sound ringing one by one. Still, the thoughtless Penman's Ship sails over untouched papers' lands, Giving words with every hand. Uncharted islands come to life! A 'K' and an 'N' become the knife To carve away at 'A's and 'B's And chop to pieces 'C's and 'D's Come clarity to hazy thoughts With articulate illusion; Find thrill in imaginative imagery in Writer's block confusion Seek rhymes and plots to aid your mind Through any situation Make rants and raves or fill a page With infamous quotations The last sheet is filled with simple ease What once was stale air is now a breeze! Thank thoughtlessness for absent writing That gives us what we need. |