I’m writing a poem,
And it’s rather hasty.
As hasty as pistachio ice cream
If I’m just extra careful
With rhyme and meter
And don’t mention I’m just slapping this poem together at the last minute,
No one will be the wiser.
They say you do your best work
When up against a deadline.
If that is the truth then this
Is the best poem you’ve read(line.)
Also, I didn’t eat your plums.
I bet William was the guy who ate those. He framed you!
Yeah, you’d think he’d leave a note or something.