Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

ODE TO HAVING TO KEEP MY CONTEST ENTRY UNDER 350 WORDS

What must it be like if i could write whatever

Not having to look at that word count in the corner

340, 350, 355

It's a wonder my idea is still alive

Cut back, cut down, what should I take out

Everything might be the phrase that makes them single me out

It's two in the morning and I've got to be

Up in the morning to take a class on Russian history

Waiting for ideas is like waiting for the link to load

Cut here, paste that, turn the frog into a toad

Save space, so absurd, the heaven of unwritten words