The Scribbler
He opened his laptop
And drafted the words nonstop
He reread his work
Then gave out a smirk
"Do it again or it'll be a flop!"
He hit the backspace key
Thought in one, two, three
In a flash, he closed his computer
And took out his old typewriter
Careful text-typing became a writing-spree
A masterpiece is produced in a whim
Bet it'll go up to the brim