Oh woe, where's the story at?,
We're asking the English Literature Cat.
Relax at night, take a pew,
Spend a minute and think it through.
Time at the plot, time in your bed,
C'mon shake off your holiday head.
Failing now, no rhyme, no reason,
The crime is nothing short of treason!
We wrote and wrote and created our art,
But it's all in vain without the final part.
So why the delay, why the pause,
Have you written in a get-out clause?
Is it the creation of conclusion,
That's causing all of this confusion?
Days go by, oh what a wait!
But no show at the jannies gate.
Cut the fags, leave the wine,
It's now the moment for you to shine.
Have a cuppa, have some toast,
Take some time and publish your post!!
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