The End of the Poem

I started this poem with the ending That way I figure just in case I get half way through and don't have a clue Of what next I wanted to say Plus it'll save me all that time Of trying to come up with the perfect end for the ending Since this idea came around and I've written it down At the start of the very beginning Though it does take away all the mystery Of what this poem is about Like sneaking a look at the last page of a book No more need to try and figure it out I could throw a surprise twist in the middle Just to try and liven things up But you already know what's coming so I'm not sure a twist would be enough I now find myself deep in dilemma Since I started the beginning with the end I clear my throat with a cough as I finish it off With where it was I should have began