I can't think of a thing to say. no not one.
Nothing's coming to my mind. that's right i said none.
Finding a rhyme is getting hard to do.
I can't think of many words. just a few.
Poetry is getting a lot less easy.
It's hard to think of something that doesn't sound cheesy.
It's taken me so long to think of just this little.
You know what? forget this. i'm gonna go whittle.
