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Today’s Poetry Prompt: Write a poem that uses something other than traditional end rhyme.


On The Job Training

They ask, "Do you work?"

I just mumble and hum.

And wait for the look,

That invariably comes.

It's hard to explain,

How I got in this state.

My energy's drained.

My mind wanders of late.

I've developed a squint.

My posture is stooped.

I'm like an old hen,

Kept too long in a coop.

But I won't leave my desk.

Prospects couldn't be brighter.

They say, "Oh, you're a typist."

I say, "No,

I'm a writer."

Day 19