Writer's cramp here I come...

(to the rescue and save the day
and hoop fully a damsel in distress!)

Impending thunderstorm
"FAKE" MAGA (nah) if fuss sent)
thwarted, torpedoed - dag nabbit, and trumped
assigned, mandated, and self selected
online poetic writing session.

Yours truly forced to re-learn (ASAP)
at greased lightning speed
archaic pre-internet state of stone age
Neanderthal fashion scribbling.

Throwback versus instant
electronic, excel (lent)
and/or accessible wireless
modern twenty first century
glorious, illustrious, and marvelous
cyber space sand trap convenience.

Primitive pinched chicken scratch
unwittingly, albeit long since
atrophied, compromised, skully mouldered,
and penultimately quashed (innocuously)

manually cumbersome art
grinding fingers to the bone
sorely missed (ha)
archaic crimping methodology.

Etchings on papyrus long since
went the way of
rubber baby buggy bumpers
(sincerely Amish immensely)
reducing das dada do little
(spur of the moment sobriquet)

to revel opportunity
pecking out chicken scratch,
I will own sole misfortune
to attempt deciphering,
when long reign
of Zeus subsides.

One doth not realize
technological advantage
until adversity sidetracks
innovation to brainstorm
without compromising legibility.

Hmm...I wonder
if there might be an app for that
long lost painstaking
effort to get the lead
(er graphite) out???