The Keyboard’s Poem

The Keyboard’s Poem

By Lord R.e. Taylor

3 A.M. and she could not sleep

There is a keyboard calling

Typewriter, tablet, or laptop

It could be any one of them

Or all of them at once

One of them made a decision

A poem must be written now

Not a moment could be wasted

She used all three keyboards in turn

Writing one line on each until all was done

The poem was not that good

But the keyboards were pleased

So, she got to sleep not knowing what she wrote

“What in the Hell is that?” came with the dawn

The poem was destroyed in an instant

Never to be seen again

 

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