Without a Word of a Lie

WITHOUT A WORD OF A LIE Please Sir, I’m sorry my homework is late. I tried very hard to complete my verse. But I’ve had writer’s block, which isn’t great, And last week it seemed to get even worse But last night my inspiration returned My head overflowed with words quite sublime. And so Sir, while the midnight candle burned I finished the job in the nick of time I had it all ready to hand in today, The very best poem I could conceive. I set off for school but then, on the way, Something occurred you would never believe. I swear Sir that by some terrible quirk, A flaming pterodactyl ate my work. 24th January 2021 And then a flaming pterodactyl ate my homework contest Sponsor - John Lawless