Forget it
Forget it
You must be kidding
My pen doesn't work.
I can't find any paper.
I'm pulling the strands.
I'm hungry. I need a Cig.
I also want some beers.
The sirens are loud.
I need another cig.
I cannot write!
Time's up? Uh oh!
All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem