Once I sat down to write an article.
I was confused with every particle.
I tried to mix imagined tale
But it sounded old and stale
Then I thought of composing a poem.
And chose the topic-school.
I took a paper to write it on.
But could not keep my mind cool
Next I copied a prepared page
A poem on teenage rage.
The editor rejected it, saying
Oh! It was not well managed
Though many are encouraged.
But I am totally discouraged
During the editing I did scream
For me writing an article remains a "Dream"
I was confused with every particle.
I tried to mix imagined tale
But it sounded old and stale
Then I thought of composing a poem.
And chose the topic-school.
I took a paper to write it on.
But could not keep my mind cool
Next I copied a prepared page
A poem on teenage rage.
The editor rejected it, saying
Oh! It was not well managed
Though many are encouraged.
But I am totally discouraged
During the editing I did scream
For me writing an article remains a "Dream"