Flights mock swipe trend
It’s one of those
funny nights,
In the glare of blurry lights,
Searching for something to write,
But the words have taken fright,
It is not a case of writer’s block,
Nor one you think you’re stuck,
There is nothing in the truck,
For blogs are quite a bit of luck,
So then I started to type,
What if it appears a gripe,
I could have smoked a pipe,
To cook this piece of tripe,
We now have some lines to tend,
Some I won’t try to amend,
With this bit now almost penned,
Let’s bring it all to an end.
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