I think I have nothing to say!
It doesn’t happen often
So I am now quite perplexed.
Should I force some rhyme
To soothe my foetid thoughts,
Or make sure they are catalogued
Or should I do nothing at
All~and let this day pass
With no poetic contribution from ~Drew?
Alas~it comes to pass
That I wrote this playful scribble
On the back of a napkin for you.