The highway of ideas

My pen and I,
Are useless at this poem nonsense.
I wish I was in my super idea car,
Which gives you ideas,
Throughout the journey.
Ohno! Not another DAYDREAM!
No, no, no! These ideas just aren't right,
France, no. Spain, NO!
Come on... I'm running out of highway ideas!
WAIT! That's it, Running! But...
Running what?
Running, running, running, running...
Running water? running chickens?
These ideas are bonkers!
Running, running, running, running...
IDEAS!!!
But... I still need to come up with
The rest of this annoying poem.
30 seconds left:
29, 28, 27, 26, 25.
Watching the clock isn't helping...
20, 19, 1-
Wow! What just happened?
Words; They are coming to life on the page!
"Very good Polly, go to the front of the class
To show this AMAZING piece of work"
Mrs Poeticana exclaimed "It's as poetic as
Ever a poet could write! Poetic Polly everyone!"
(APPLAUSE)
I walk to the front,
Step, step, step, step...
And I freeze in dismay
As my poem has gone!
The words vanished,
Was it all a DAYDREAM?


By Olivia
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