As I sit here in the night
I am now compelled to write
Something brilliant, something bright
But I want to get it right
So I’m sitting here tonight
In my room, the only light
From the screen before my sight
As I try with all my might
To compose a verse that’s tight
Shall I write about a sprite?
Or a bold and gallant knight?
Or a rocketship in flight?
Caught my image in the light –
Geeze – my hair is such a fright!
Think I’ll just call it a night…………….
(But first I’ll grab a bite) .
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