Freelance Writer.
Finance Fighter
Good chance biter.
Romance brighter
We dance righter
We prance lighter
Our stance tighter
Nights seem brighter
When you write a
Out of sight, a
Fictive blighter
Novel delight, sir!
But, these writers
Like all-nighters
Sleep gets lighter
Page grows whiter
Ideas triter
Conscience smiter
Words spit spite, the
Plot’s not right, the
Narrative’s shite, the
Freelance writer’s
Drowned in plight, the
Thoughts contrite, the
Deadlines’ tighter
Smashed typewriter
Words requite, the
Way he writes, the
Way he fights, the
Pay is slight, the
Works a fright, a
Dim limelight,
On a neophite, a
Night grows lighter
And time gets tighter.
Freelance Writer?
No chance, writer.
3.5.09
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