My readers were all broken-hearted
This llamaricks barely got started
But a contract redacted
Got me quite distracted
Sent me into waters uncharted
(Note that I resisted a certain rhyme that my middle-school self thought of immediately).
Those who know me can say quite correctly
My mid-life change did quite affect me
I've worked with great ardor
But doing it's harder
It takes practice to practice directly.
As far as I can ascertain
These poems just come to my brain
I hope that the humor
Is not from a tumor
I think I'm innately inane
So now I can only start guessing
If this is a means of egressing
Or is it an auger
That this unstable blogger
Will make verses with their ends that the poets often find quite depressing.