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Not Amused

My muse
refuses
to write a poem today.

I've offered threats
bribes
and alcohol
all to no avail.

In return 
she's given me
the sort of glares
that start forest fires.

I retreat
in hopes I'll live
to write another day. 

Hi Janet.

A great muse poem.

Here's my most recent:

My Muse Passed Out

I hope you are enjoying this venture. I am so glad you are with us on it.

Cheers

T

Janet,

I can see your stare and the forest ablaze. So your muse fooled you and did not take a day off. Marcel