I cannot write a poem today
I promised I'd help Fannie Mae
I'm her back up wedding singer
You see she sprained her pinky finger
Then I need to dye my hair
and find pink polk-a-dot underwear.
I need to practice my ninja skills
And pay grandpa Joe's ballroom bills.
I have an appointment at ten
to decide ownership of a pygmie hen.
I need to pickle some pigs feet
and tame a wild parakeet.
I promised old man farmer Zirkle
I'd investigate his crop circle.
I also need to catch a tree frog
I spotted hopping through a bog.
And so you see, I'm sad to say,
I just can't write a poem today.
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