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I find myself sitting at my desk this Monday morning

But yet I find myself in near abject mourning

For within my agenda today I have chose to write a rhyme

But clearly this will take... some time

I could write on hope, purity, growth, intelligence or even courage

And maybe within these words I could aspire to encourage

Alas those who've read this far it is hard

And yet if It would be easy if I were a bard

I would search the lowest lows

In search of perfect prose

I would search the highest highs

In the hope my idea flies

However nary an idea springs to mind

I really am in something of a bind

But I am cheerful, joyful and happy

I should stop before this all gets too sappy