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Pardon me my muse is on leave
Seems the words are set to deceive
Unable to write a tale or weave
It aborts even before I conceive
I’ve sent them all to take a break
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Submitted for Sunday 160
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Gibberish
09 Jul 2011 12 Comments
in My Biopic Log, My mind Tags: My Thoughts, Poems, Poetry, Thoughts, Women, Writing
Olivia's In- Mind Whirls.. 
Jul 11, 2011 @ 06:28:58
Perhaps there are noisy bees in your bonnet, too – like what happened to me the other day! http://paulatohlinecalhoun1951.wordpress.com/2011/07/07/when-my-mind-becomes-a-bee-loud-glade/
So I will suggest you take your dog out for a pee! That can sometimes do marvelous things for a muse! :mrgeen:
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:56:08
haaah! Not much into canines.. 🙂
Jul 11, 2011 @ 05:24:13
Ohhh… your muse will soon be back
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:55:46
Please….. thank you.. 🙂
Jul 11, 2011 @ 04:12:57
he..he…. my muse is at the beach …..happy sunday~
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:50:06
Atleast you know where she is.. this one is absconding.. 😦
Jul 11, 2011 @ 03:01:05
My muse must be hanging out with yours somewhere!
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:49:42
aaah! Tell me about it.. they are enjoying at our expense.. sigh!!
Jul 11, 2011 @ 02:27:46
ha hope they come back refreshed olivia…i am sure they will…smiles.
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:46:02
Thank you Brian.. let’s say they better come back… soon!!! 😀
Jul 11, 2011 @ 00:24:57
Very lighthearted 160. Thanks for the smile and for playing along.
Jul 17, 2011 @ 13:45:04
🙂 My pleasure completely!! This is what happens when you are knocked out.. hehehe 🙂