I'M ALL POEM-ED OUT

This is a BAD poem, BAD that is what I say.

But if you read it, it will make my day!

I'm all poem-ed out, of that there is no doubt!

Can't get my brain to work; I'll give my head a clout.

The words just won't come and I have no inspiration,

No written poem, means no wattpad celebration.

Have you heard of Poem's Block? It's hard, like rock.

I'm getting very scared now and my knees begin to knock.

I think it's to do with our awful UK weather,

We are all so cold we're at the end of our tether.

Oh well, never mind. I'll forget Poem's Block,

I'll have a cup of coffee and my favourite Choc!

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This is a BAD poem, but it is what it says it is

caused by POEM'S BLOCK.

(As long as you smile, then that's okay!).