Nope…

Ain’t got nothin’ ta say,

Nope no way,

Like to write about my day,

But like I above did say,

I ain’t got nothin’ ta say…

Can’t cope,

No I can’t, nope,

Bored with the right,

Can’t use the left,

Ain’t ambidextrous,

Tired of as well the write…

Tried to write,

But can’t till I am outta sight,

Even in the dark rather than the light,

My desire right now is to with myself, not fight…

Rufuz maybe can with his paws type,

Sometimes he just smells oh so rype,

You cannot smell him but I have to grype,

Think I may go back to smoking my pype…

          © ed ~ 7/25/05