Writer’s Block again. Some days the words just come. Some days I sit before a blank computer screen and wonder where my talent went. Then I have to write a poem.
Some days my brain amazes me
with thoughts profound and wise;
They come to me,
So easily,
From where I can’t surmise.
Some days the words just write themselves,
With witty repartee;
My fingers race
At lightning pace,
But how? I cannot say.
Is there some switch inside my mind
A tap that I could turn?
So laughs would flow,
My fame would grow;
And Triond income earn!
With me, I’ve got the switch, it’s the mains that ‘aint connected 
Writer’s block don’t you just love it. 
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