Extremely Transparent Filler to Cover Lack of Inspiration
Well that was close,
 I almost failed,
 To get this far,
 But I prevailed.
I have been gone for four days straight,
 It’s harder than it sounds,
 For at the house in which I stayed,
 The WIFI bounces round.
So I was often scared,
 That I would fail to write,
 My stories would go missing,
 Each and every night.
But I survived this trick weekend,
 And as far as I can see,
 No more hurdles must be passed,
 So it seems you’re stuck with me.
I know this story isn’t full,
 But there’s no more to write,
 There’s a rumble in my stomach,
 So I guess I’ll say goodnight.