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25 Apr
25Apr

Bam is how I went
Throughout the first
As I came to write
Not that I knew
When I began the day
That I'd write that way
And harvest two whole fields
In a single quarter
But that is what I did

And because of that
And the goodly follow up
Of another 7 long rows
I thought with reason
That I would fell
Five full fields
By this day's end

But I lost it eh
The goodly drive
So the 3rd but stands
On shaky feet
And is about to fall
Yes flat on its face
And just lie right there
Without the care
Or the goodly strength
To pull itself up
 
And that's not good
Though I've plenty of days
In which to harvest five
I only need
To do it four more times
As I've already swung
Yes sweet Baevalon
That kind of hard
On six separate whens
One of which
Was twice of five
Because I have the drive
To write that much
Once a goodly year
During the millionist's era

So I've got some writing to do
In the hours to come
If I'm to five it up
Which of course
I wanna do


Oh poor poor Tau
He took it and how
As Buhme but went on a run
In the final hand and spoiled his perfect
Which sucks of course
But he has to remember
That all the same
He won the day
Which is a lesson
I might have to remember myself
At the end of this one
As I sought to fell
Yes five good fields
And still but have
A field and a half
In 82 minutes
Which is of course
A lot to ask but for
When I am writing verse

So I need the songs
Instead of the feels
That the MCU clips
With accompanying music
But carefully crafted
By attentive fans
Gives to me
When I'm in these feels indeed

And it'll be posted here
At my own site
Instead of where I spent
The first good quarter
Which is happs.tv
That you should check on out
Because there but is
A goodly bunch of folks
Doing their thing
And they're waiting to do it for you as well

So here we go songs
You've got yourself a job tonight
To help me write
With lifting wings
So I can write the more
That I sadly need
To write my day
To a five field day
And write even more in the 4th
Than I did in the 1st
Which is quite the feat
Given how well I wrote but then
As I felled a pair of fields
And should have been content
With one great push
Instead of two
Which is what I'm asking for now

Thus I shouldn't be
The least bit surprised
To fall but short
Of that stupid aim
Given how little time
That I've got left
When I could have spent it better
To get the daring result
That I wanted yes
When the first was done
And I was two good fifths
From harvesting five

But even if I fail
I won the day
And should surely slip on past
The fullness of four
Which ain't enough
To qualify for the best
That I seek for the top good ten
But is more than enough
To help me win the week
As my last good count
For the week we're in
Is 12 and a half fields
Of 20 eh
With three but more
To do it yes
Which gives me plenty of cause
To know I'll do it

So I won't be
Yes bent out of shape
Or angry no
If and when
I fail in this push
Because even if
I didn't write another word tonight
I've well but won the day
And even drawn eight little drawings
Which I quite like
As should you of course
Though what but else
Would you expect me to think
Since they're yes of me

No at most
I'll lament this fact
With a little shucks
Then off I'll go
To begin it all again
Because one good day
Results aside
Rolls into another

Tick tick tick
Quick quick quick
C'mon you poet
Write write write
And write the more
That I want to write tonight

But I'm pretty sure
That I'll fall short
Because I waited too long
To get to the writing
In this happening 4th
That is only happening
In the goodly sense
That it's currently unfolding now

So given that fact
I can slow it down
And write about the drawing
That I posted yes earlier
In the earlier hours
Of this goodly day
Which just spoke to me
And said I should share it yes
On all the sites
That I care to share it
Which currently numbers three
Yes here of course
And Happs as well
And finally
On my Instagram
As the others didn't make the cut

Now it's a humble little drawing
That should go without saying
And there are sure to those
Who are out and braying
Like asses yes
At the sight of them
But they can rightly go
And happily get themselves bent
Because blah but this
And blah but that
Is unreasoned shit
And lacks the wit
Worthy of my time

But that's already been written about
And the not so aforementioned
Has taken their clouds
And is bothering someone else I'm sure
So I should focus on the good
And just be happy to share
The drawing in question
Wherever I want
And worry not
About what some will say

Though as I was writing
And leading with
My drawings but usually go
With little comment
At least on the gram
I get my share of likes
And signs but yes
Of it having been seen
On Happs as well
So it's only here
Where they sit but quietly
Like they're out in the cold
And unreacted to

So I guess I shouldn't try
And sell it here
Because outside of that person
I can't remember
The last reaction
That I got for anything posted
Which is telling yes

But I'll still keep
Yes keeping on
Because a day without writing
And drawing on top of that
Just can't be
A day I want to live but through
Not since the end
Of 4 years past
Which is far too recent
But is the truth of when
I started to draw but daily so

Are the songs but lifting me
Yes high enough
I cannot say as yet
Though it's mostly no
I've still got time
And can surely rhyme but more
And rightly ignore
That I'm failing in my aim
To swing sweet Baevalon
With enough goodly speed
To fell the fifth whole field
And finish the day
With 5001 words
Which is is what it would be
If I somehow swung her right

Then again
As I keep swinging
And check the time
The flow is strong
And I happen to know
Thanks to the latest count
That I am closing in
On 4 and a half fields
And thirty minutes
To fell the rest
And prove that I'm the best
Amongst but those
Who are but sharing their progress
Like I surely do

So now is not the time
To stroke my beard
And just look at the screen
And think to myself
Whatever should I write
As I just but have to do this thing
And hope it all works out
As I want it to

And well it might
So much so
I've walked away
From the goodly singing
Of inspiring songs
And am playing videos
Of Fonzie himself
Who I surely thought
But more of yes
Than I do now

Though I was happy to have watched
Some episodes of
Yes Happy Days
Which was a show
Of way back then
In the 70's and 80's
When I was first but growing out
Of the not remembering a thing
On the way to being in my teens
When I watched it yes
However little or much I did

But it was a thought
That popped into my head
That I needed to catch some clips
Of the Fonz instead
Of the goodly songs
That were lifting me high
Though not high enough
To harvest the fifth good field

Well the latest count
And look at the time
Tells me aIn't got enough rhyme
Inside my head
That I can pour but out
Yes fast enough
Before the day but ends
Which is a shame
Because I was halfway to
The felling of five
Before the morning was over

Sadly since
I've only written
Less than two k more
Which as you know
Isn't near enough
As math but tells us all
So yes I fall
But flat on my face
As far as making it to
The goodly harvest
Of five good fields

And now that time is up
I'll sadly know
How short I fell
Of the makeable aim
Of writing 5000 words today

















































































































































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