This one has been sitting on the side of my fridge for about two weeks. I had the first two statements in place and I desperately wanted a word that would allow me to end it using a rhyme with "her" (I had a few options for the third statement that I could adapt as necessary). I left it and kept coming back to it hoping that there would be a word in the collection and I was just missing it (which has happened a few times before). Today I eventually decided to concede defeat and go in a different direction, otherwise it would be likely that this would remain on my fridge, unfinished, forever.
That would be sad.
Then I got stuck again trying to figure out what to title it.
Labels: Bad Poetry