Muse Abuse

When The muse takes Control

My Muse is on the loose ..WhOoPeE !
At least she's not with me
Completely hopeless, out of whack
A quack among the keys

When thoughts .. tend to be humorous
So .. serious she'll be!
Who can write two poems at once
You must be KiDdInG me

Sometimes she disappears from sight
I'm left to write alone
The help that's s'pose to help me out
Has left me on my own

I try to think and find the words
She's hidden from my mind
That sneaky little ChAtTeRbOx
Has made them hard to find!

I didn't write a word today
It's time to rest my head
Alas the WiCkEd WiTcH is here
And drags me out of bed

Though I protest to have my rest
She doesn't care at all
May I return the one I have?
That's "MuSe AbUsE!"...Re..call!

Little Punctuation