Writer

So all day, and all of the night

He wrote

He was so focussed

He began to chain smoke

But as time passed

His inspiration grew dim

He got irritable bowel

And took to the gin

Then one day

They had to wheel him in

To a hospital ward

Due to large passings of wind

There they tested him

Upside inside and out

But there was no diagnosis

There was only doubt

Untill two elderly doctor

Portly and Stout

Gave a nod

And sent him home with a note

"This man has a blockage

And the stains in his pants

suggest a common disorder

called writers cramp"