The Legal Limit

listening in my head to Berlioz while writing at my desk when suddenly next to me was the Poetry Police pulling me over it seems for writing more then ten in a twenty four hour zone i froze slowly putting my pen down while thinking "piltdown man" brain filed for possible somewhat useful use or just some other clutter to confuse me later down the road when my thoughts were broken by sir do you know how fast you we're writing and i not knowing trying to slip under the radar said ten thinking that's pretty slow so don't just write i also don't speed read and then he said exactly so i felt a calm of relief slip over me but sir it seems that was too fast i should have said seven or something lower and as i lowered my head i said officer can't you let my record stay paperlessly blank and a blank stare is what i received for it seems i had committed this crime many times and so stood up he said no need for cuffs but i'm giving you a warning this is the last for i'm warning you next time i won't take too kindly the way your mind is making this seem such a travesty so mind you this is your last time or you'll spend time in one of Poe's walls or floor boards so por favor take this warning and take care by safely writing slowly in a twenty four hour zone but not to worry i have issued many with the same issue so sign on the dotted line you awkwardly swerved and so by doing so aknowledge this WUI