I sit here... ready... pen-in-hand,
To fill the "waiting time",
With clever words and flowery verse,
That form the perfect rhyme.

The plane's delayed.. or I am early..
Either way, it seems,
I have the time to pen the greatest
Verse of all my dreams.

I sit here....
Ready....
Pen-in-hand....
....but my mind holds only vapor!
I've stared out into space for hours...
And still have just ... Blank Paper!

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