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Do magpies make pies
Doe's butterfly onto bread
While catnips nude toes
Do weeping willows
green flowing branches cascade
water falls of tears
Do poets who have
No subject of great concern
Write bits of nonsense
Wake dimwitted muse
Prolonged snoring not allowed
Pen and ink await
When you reach bottom
Of this silly poem no doubt
You will pitch it out
So then do it now
Do you think I really care
Confess you've been there
A dear friend once wrote
Sometimes life is not poetic
How true those words are
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Author Notes
No need to review, just have fun reading it and relate........................ How strange it is to have no particular inspiration, then find that a silly piece pops into your head and you can't get it out. So guess we just have to write it down. And again 'sometimes life is not that poetic.'
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