93. Give Up
This contest is too long! I quit, I'm through;
I cannot write another rhyming line.
To give up now will suit my mood just fine,
So adiós, no más, that's all I'll do.
These themes are arbitrary, I insist,
And it's been tough to think of things to say.
So I give up, I'll take a holiday.
Bye-bye to writing, you will not be missed.
Don't try to tell me I'm too close to stop.
I see the numbers, but I just don't care;
My rhyming days are done, no more to spare.
Farewell, my mind's made up, just let it drop.
I'm going to post the works already done,
And then that's it, I quit, I'm through... I've won.