I write many things from my home,
Sometimes I even,
Write a poem.

I write of important things in my life
Things like,
My wife.

I write stories about the west,
When I write,
I do my best.

I write of romances I’ve had,
Sometimes I write
Things that are sad.

But I just sit here peckin’ away,
From my computer I will,
Never stray.

So I will keep on writin’
To me,
It’s so invitin‘.

Some day I will sell somthin‘,
That will give me,
Some gumption.

Maybe I will get some money,
And then,
I will give it all to my honey.

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