I Can't Write a Poem
You must be kidding.
I don’t know how.
It’s too hot my brain is melting.
My brother got all the creativity.
It’s too loud in here.
I can’t think.
The lights are too bright, there’s a glare on my paper.
The lights are too dim, I can’t see the paper.
My mind keeps wandering to my date tonight.
Time’s up? Uh Oh!
All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?