Inspiration is a jealous and impatient mistress.
If you scorn her, turn away when she comes to you, she will not be quick to return
She has no time for tomorrow, for later, for just-a-minute and after-this
And if you try to force her, she laughs at your advances, and scorns your impotence
But if you sing for her, she will come
not really good enough for the blog (yes, i have done even worse poems), but what the hey, i'm running low on poetry to post
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