a blank page ready to be filled
by meaningful marks of an eager pencil
swirling here and there
all over and everywhere
when the lines are full
put down your graphite tool
a finished work
is a writer's perk
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across a sea of shame
in a land of dismal dames
stranded because my boat
refused to stay afloat
I sad on the beach and tried to think
but the kick in my brain evaded the link
soon, I realized, to my dismay
that here on this island I would stay
unless my useless brain became creative
the locals would surely make me a native
becoming a lame and dismal dame
lost in a sea of shame
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