Putter on the Computer
Writer's block.
Sufficient prose
No rhyme nor reason
I'm sure it shows.
Why did I start
to utter here?
Am I so vain
That I must prepare?
If it computes,
Then someone say
"You outdid yourself
now come and play!"
I want to share
but I am tired.
I really want
to be admired.
But just to pen
another verse
is to pretend
and make things worse.
Some poems are worth
your time and mine
This poem is probably
not worth a dime.
© 2002 Val John Jennings
