I'd love to write a poem

at least to make a start,

but I havn't had a tragedy

nor yet a broken heart.

Politics is much too rough

and flowers much too common.

 

I need a topic to muse upon

to get the readers enthusing on,

some great mythical event

might prove to be from heaven sent

or a seaside view with developments due

or would that be too solemn?

 

Nature in all its variety

is a bit too obvious for me,

a genuflection on charity collection

or giving sex for free - let's see.

It's such a worry,

and i'm in a hurry

to conjure up some thoughts,

but cul de sacs are all I find

and a view of last resorts.

 

Ah! I think i've got the theme,

and it does seem pretty vital,

i've called the poem "sweet fuck all"

both the content and the title.