Not having written a word for a week/
What kind of challenge is that?/
Bear's fertile brain has said barely a squeak/
And all those intentions fell flat./
But here I am penning a rhyme for a change/
(Though not much inspired, as you see)/
No longer I'll sulk like a dog with the mange;/
No longer from verse will I flee./
Though sometimes I'll feel like a bit of a fraud,/
Once more will I take up my pen,/
And though surely my writing will be somewhat flawed/
I'm back in the challenge agen!
What kind of challenge is that?/
Bear's fertile brain has said barely a squeak/
And all those intentions fell flat./
But here I am penning a rhyme for a change/
(Though not much inspired, as you see)/
No longer I'll sulk like a dog with the mange;/
No longer from verse will I flee./
Though sometimes I'll feel like a bit of a fraud,/
Once more will I take up my pen,/
And though surely my writing will be somewhat flawed/
I'm back in the challenge agen!
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