Writing a Poem

I'm supposed to write a poem thats funny, If I could only write to make some money. Should I write about something scary and gory, Or should I portray a nice love story? The ideas swimming in my head are like a boat, which unfortunately now is no longer afloat. The words of choice, no longer to be seen, Thanks in part to my computer screen. Rhyming can sometimes be a piece of cake, But I've thought for too long and got a headache. I've always loved to write poems that rhyme, but I can't right now - its past my bedtime. Maybe in the morning, I can think of something new. After I fix a pitcher of ice tea to brew. Then perhaps words and thoughts will be dancing around, And I will make sure to write them down. A rough draft will be sketched on paper and pad, Because memory loss is a problem for this forty year old lad. Well, I didn't write about any terrible stuff, Just how writing a poem can be very tough. Poetic rhyming to the mind is such a toy, But one which I hope you did enjoy. Soon my words will all be forgot, So please let me know what you thought. It seems as if my poem must come to an end, But I want to thank you, my reader and friend.