A muse amuses
sometimes uses
even abuses
an open mind
But she’s most unkind
leaving one in a bind
when off she goes
We must face the woes
all up in throes
our hearts attacked
thoughts gutted and hacked
We admit we need her as we beg her to come back
Ah…my Muse is sometimes angry with me…and I must plead that she return. 🙂