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Delirious, but sensible, Writing |
| I am a writer, Everyone basically is, But like everything, There is always a sickness! What do you call it? When you have been writing all day, What do you call it? When you start writing in a delirious way? I call it writing fever! That's what I have today! When I seem to want to write about strange things, Like bacon, a fish, or on how people are nowadays. I call it writing fever, It's a real sickness so stay away. The person who told me, I never believed her, Now look what's happened to me today! Bacon, it rhymes with taken! I am sure taken away. Fish, it rhymes with wish, I wish I wasn't writing delirious this way. People, don't get me started, On how we are doing now I say, Oh, I know eggplant! That rhymes with rant! Thats what I am on today. It's contagious so watch out! Look out for the delirious writer, Oh and never doubt, It happens. |