To write a poem, to get it right
To allow others to get an insight
But struggle I did with all my might
Heck! No inspiration. Nothing tonight
Have a rest you say and sleep real tight
Allow imagination to take its flight
I thank you all for knowing my plight
But, no inspiration. Nothing tonight
Dawn is breaking, there'll soon be light
Tomorrow is near, it shall be bright
A poem, my poem, is within sight
Yes, no inspiration. Nothing last night
A little idea, something so slight
Begins to stir, to my delight
My heart on fire, my soul alight
What? No inspiration? No. Not tonight!
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papi.. the fat lady's big backside blocking all the inspiration from flowing towards you ah???
How can you say that? Inspiration comes from within mah e.g. if I see a bank, i immeduately of money. Others may think of blood. Get it? No?
HA?
Aiyah, I think of Money Bank. Others think of Blood Bank mah.
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