The Dilemma
I thought how I could not deliver
The poem that I had struggled over,
It was all hell outside, the weather
Was throwing down, I wondered if a
Better poem would do, or whether
I would do better without either;
Now i`m stuck, it lets up never,
The rain dance made a road a river,
I wonder, if i’ll get there ever,
Shall I go, although I’d rather,
Then there is of course the other
Poem, I can’t decide on either.
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