Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Muses Are Wasting Their Time

The words are dazzling, razzling, ripping and roaring.
I cannot tear them out of my mind fast enough.
They are chastising, criticizing, laughing and staring.
Some days my muses are rowdy, rough and tough.

Can you give me a second to go to the bathroom? I beg.
When I come back in a few seconds, there is no hope.
Hilarious joke! Says my persnickety muse name of Peg.
Why do we waste time trying to give ideas to this little dope?

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Constance La France October 11, 2022 at 3:03 AM Caren, delightful write, oh yes, sometimes my Muse, is literally shouting at me to pay attention and I just want to find the "off" button, Constance Caren Krutsinger October 11, 2022 at 5:57 AM I wish we HAD an OFF button, Constance, I really do!

L Milton Hankins October 10, 2022 at 8:35 AM Oh, I'll bet Trixie doesn't like Peg, at all. Caren Krutsinger October 11, 2022 at 2:01 AM Trixie keeps chasing her off but Peg is resolute in her resolve to be of service to me.