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I'm writing words for something

That someday may resemble a song

The empty page just mocks me

Seems my poetic genius is gone

Poet Laureate, rise up, help me

Under Milk Wood…… you can find me

You know this should be easy

Its just a frickin' song

Write it out and don't forget the words

You know it should be easy

It won't take me too long

Shout it out and tell it to the world

I have the TV blasting

For inspiration sparked by the news

Sometimes a headline hits me

A story I could possibly use

Gun sales rising, more cops killing

Our air poisoned, are you breathing?

I look at words and music

That I wrote before

And wonder why it ever took so long

These hours and days and weeks

The song's just three minutes and then its done!