I am STUCK,
Out of ideas.
I'm all out with luck,
Not even in some Ikeas.
I can't think of any rhymes,
I am struggling with this post.
No poems in the New York Times,
Getting hungry for some toasts.
Looking around for inspiration,
Is there a country,city, or nation?
I hope you'll help me through these times,
Begging you for help in any way.
I think I hear the sweet sound of chimes,
But sadly it isn't a wedding day.
Should I write about food,
Could I write about Night times?
Though it might have spoiled moods,
Could it cause some modern crimes?
Basically, I am in a FROZEN spot,
Pleading for help!
Give some ideas, even a plot,
I'll even research kelp!
May you be blessed and help me,
So i can entertain you.
I can write about underwater and the sea,
and can stick with you like goo.
