The lunar moon is here again
My brain is all at sea
with words all flowing from the site
Emerging constantly
They don't make sense
But shake my core
I have to write them down
They keep on coming, more and more
And make my eyebrows frown
Nonsense flows like a raging stream
A torrent alphabetically
Some of it good and mostly bad
But nevertheless Systemically
When will it stop?
I never know
I'll wake up late one day,
My mind will be blank
The words won't come
And empty alphabet bank!
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