From England's Green and Pleasant Land
Untitled
I just can't think of what to write,
I feel so uninspired.
And as for giving it a title,
it'll have to be Untitled.
The words just won't come to me.
No ideas in my mind.
Where I should find a poem,
there's just an empty space.
It's no good sitting here struggling.
I might as well give up.
No poetry will come to me today.
If it did it'd be Untitled.
Hey wait! No, I thought I had it then.
Why can't I think of something?
Just maybe there's a poem there,
but it'll have to be Untitled.
I feel so uninspired.
And as for giving it a title,
it'll have to be Untitled.
The words just won't come to me.
No ideas in my mind.
Where I should find a poem,
there's just an empty space.
It's no good sitting here struggling.
I might as well give up.
No poetry will come to me today.
If it did it'd be Untitled.
Hey wait! No, I thought I had it then.
Why can't I think of something?
Just maybe there's a poem there,
but it'll have to be Untitled.
