surely you can replicate them

I wrote six poems in my car on my way to school Put my phone on record, which is my general rule It only picked up about half of what I said I am irritated now, for these were the best in my head Surely you can replicate them said a non-writer He’s lucky that I have no weapons and am not a fighter. His attitude irritated me all the way to Albany and back. I lamented to my animals, Big Bone and Little Merry Mack.