A WRITERS BLOCK

Once I sat down to write a book,

My lil’ sis poked her head in to look,

As I explained, she laughed

I told her to keep quiet, so to hide her laugh, she coughed.

Soon, she left me to do my work,

But she stopped by occasionally to smirk,

I found that writing was quite arduous,

And the thought of it being published hilarious!

My mother as usual was supportive,

My father’s lessons, effective,

My sister was just interfering,

So, here’s what I ended up thinking:

With all this excitement going about…

When would I start writing?

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