Think tack I can’t think of anything to write
Think tack I’m trying to think of something to write
Think tack I must write
Think tack because if I don’t write
I will forget how to write
Why must I write?
Why must I force myself to write?
Think tack, I don’t know
Why do you not know?
Do you remember that you
You can’t think of anything to write?
Oh yes! I can’t think of anything to write
Then, why are you writing something
Because I can’t think of anything to write
You can’t think of anything to write?
Yes, that’s why I’m writing of thinking
That I can’t think of anything to write
Hmmmmm…yeah, yeah, I’m dry.
I’m trying to think of something to write
Then write about something
Something about, about
Or something about something
Or writing about something about about
Tsk, tsk, tsk, I am really dry today.
meandering thoughts of an aging grade school music teacher who recently rediscovered the joys of cycling
Monday, June 04, 2007
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