The snow has gone at last
It's getting warmer, the sun is out
Clouds drift through the sky
But I don't know what it looks like
Here I am, at my keyboard
Hunched over my desk
A cold coffee right beside me
That had been steaming hot
Here I am, at my laptop
Typing madly, during class
The teacher glares, but I don't care
I gotta chase that word count down
Here I am, it's four am
I'm just collapsing into bed
Here I am, it's eight am
And back to the grind I go
Just chase that word count
Who needs sleep? I have coffee beans
Just chase that word count down
Nothing else matters; not this month
At the end of the month, I'll apologize
To the people I blow off, but they understand
I gotta chase that wordcount down
I gotta chase that fifty thousand down
The words have got me enchanted
Plot points and bunnies dance behind my eyes
They beg me, they chase me, and away
I run, down the rabbit hole again
It's April again, and then it will be May
I'll make it there, and then I'll sleep
I'll make it there, victory in hand
And then I'll burn the manuscript
It's Camp NaNoWriMo, a month
Of writing like mad
Part hell, part block party
Just write on, until the end
I gotta chase this word count down
I have to reach my goal
Every thought and every feeling
I have to chase that word count down....
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