I can't write a poem by Lyndon

Forget it
You must be kidding
I canit see I think I'm going blind!!!!!!
I have a brain a size of a pea.
My pencil is maternity leave.
My paper is on stike.
I can't fell my hand I think i have to go to the hospital.
Their is a girl in front of me picking her nose.
I felt hungry and I ate my pencil.
I don't know how to write a poem.
Time's up? Uh oh!
All I have is a dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really? No kidding.
Thanks a lot. Would you like to see another one?