Some days <br />I'm just poemed out. <br />Blank screen between the ears. <br /> <br />But then - <br />A tickle in the throat, <br />A few coughs <br />Followed by a whole lot of hacking <br />And out rolls a nice psychic fur ball. <br /> <br />Ah, that feels better! <br />I guess I'll post it.<br /><br />Robert Charles Howard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psychic-fur-balls/
