Once a deep inspirational thought I thunk.
   "A-ha!", I cried Began writing like a monk. The minutes, the
   hours, the days flew by. Weeks and months went away, But to me
   it was but a single day. Then as suddenly as it started It was
   done. I had not a further word. My task, its course, had run. I
   looked upon the Masterpiece I imagined all it would inspire!
   Then I realized I'd have to market it, and threw it into the
   fire. -Kenneth Udut, 10-09-2015 For "Prose, Poetry and Quotes"