I lost interest in music

do you know how to play the radio

I sang the song of Spring

they laughed alot

where do you write

while

all that's left

is

the cheshier cat's smile

I have miles to go before I sleep those lines were written by somebody else

where do you want to go

first you work then you play

I like to work in a busy place

they come back and they look like they're going to get

anything else

they left the coffee

pot

who were they they are your

all we know about you

have a pen and a blank sheet of paper as a writer I write better when the coffee pot is here and outside the

music

Author's Note

do you like to correct
papers