One more hour

A nonsense poem, written with the assistance of an AI chatbot.

You could jump over coloured pencils

Sing into your coffee cup

Dance waltzes with your pillow

Ditch your bicycle and run

You could swim wearing just sunglasses

Cook your old smartphone

Read the best extracts from your notebook

Write songs on your guitar

You could paint faces on tennis balls

Sleep whilst cuddling your rucksack

Write silly poems with AI

just for the so-called craic

You could count up all the hours

and find today has twenty five

So take distinctive action

You’ll feel joyous and alive

Published by Dullard poet

I have been writing mediocre poems since childhood. To me the process of writing is a release and the results, however mundane, give me a sense of pride. I am a busy teacher, mother (hockey mum), wife, pet owner as well as being a reader, sometime raver and a reasonable friend.

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