The final National Poetry Writing Month challenge was to write a poem that discusses a category of beings or people in a detached, musing way.
Writers say writing is fun. But they're lazy.
They'd rather go out and look at a daisy
Than come in and write what they learned from the flower.
Writers refuse to be paid by the hour.
Most of the time writers aren't even paid.
Don't be a writer. Learn some other trade.
It's been fun, writing a poem a day, except when it's conflicted with other things, such as that, right now, I need to be finishing the Monthly Fluffball.
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