Emma Carlyle
4th Period
5/19/14
Why I Can’t Write a Poem
I used blank verse!
It ran away…
My pet rabbit was getting married!
My imaginary butler didn’t do it.
I went on a vacation to Neverland.
My house caught fire.
Barrack Obama came over!
I was in a coma.
I couldn’t reach my pencil.
I think the office just called me down.
Time’s up? Uh oh!
All I have is this regretful list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding?
Thanks a lot. Would you pay me please?
