Good Question

Good Question This is my 40 lines in 40 minutes poem. How did I start off my morning today It was the very same and usual way Turned on coffee pot the did my business Sat on toilet to be sure I would not miss. Soon another neat poem started typing After my mental complaining and griping Then my coffee I clumsily started to pour Put right amount of creamer in was sure. Placed back in fridge after some stirring Again petted cat after hearing it purring Drank coffee warm cup that had been hollow Of course were more poems closely to follow. Typing poems up have found it hard to do After I read each line through and through To see if errors are persistent and consistent Before to my efforts they became resistant. Horrors!!! Typing my poems up must be done Which really to me never ever has been fun Once you did see my display of dexterity You would have much hilarity from my disparity. Might not ever discover any connection at all Was just like a newborn taking its first bawl. Which later was turned into a frequent howl Then after that on face soon saw a scowl. When duty does call, it always has bad timing Right in the middle of a poem I was rhyming Hope poem doesn't take a literary, literal dive And will survive and become part of an archive. To read each line of poem never need to be afraid Promise you by many received a passing grade Even was recently read by an individual invalid Who continued to read it like everyone else did. Poem is presently being presented to a panel Who literary science want to place in an **** In case they find another fool willing to read Thoughts that only a moron may ever need. And two hours to type it up. Oh, and don't know if you like my poems or not but God made me write this one anyway so bare up. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet They need ????? for a category to put this one into. I am calling it a blessing because it is a blessing it has finally left my mind intact.