The poem stopped in mid-stanza
Stood, stretched, put on a
scarf --
Though the weather was warm
--
And said "That will be
it
For today; there's a work
stoppage;
We can,
perhaps,reschedule
Once it's over." Easier
To convince a charging bull
That he'd rather loll on a
beach
And discuss the finer points
Of apiculture than to make a
poem
Stay when it's determined to
leave.
Annoying; I was under
contract
For 500 foot/boards of
poetry
And the deadline was
near.
The enduser would be unhappy
but
In place of the saga he'd
wanted
(Though not deserved) would
make do
With two cartloads of
nonunion haiku
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