A twist of fate, just as I thought.
All the bravado prior to penning is all just fine.
But alas, I fell short of the prize I sought.
It was not to be mine.
The rules and a prompt,Made it a fun to pursue.
A little romp, a little pomp,
In the contest for you.
Right, wrong, stamp, stomp.
A report due tomorrow at three.Not going to happen on time.
You won’t be getting it from me.
Not free and I cannot pay the fine,
The subscription or the fee.
I can however craft a few words,Form another premise worth consideration.
Business for the birds,
A new configuration,
A reason to go backwards.
It’s about time.And time will tell.
It’s all mine.
And I’m doing so well.
Spend, invest now and align.
Maybe it’s a gamble,A roll of the dice.
A detour, a ramble,
Smell the roses, add some spice
Why not leave a little something nice?