BLANK PAGE BLANK PAGE

Blank page blank page staring at me
No words are being written on thee
I am suffering from the dreaded writers block
I'm staring into space and looking at the clock

Blank page blank page staring at me
It's difficult today to write some poetry
No ideas are being formed in my memory bank
I am like a car with an empty petrol tank
 
Blank page blank page staring at me
I have at last an idea as you can see
Blank page now you are covered with words galore
I'm so happy you are not a blank page anymore