Lost Ideas And Bad Jokes

Yesterday whilst walking around with my headphones on; oblivious to the world around me, I had an idea. Sadly I didn’t have pen and paper near me at the time and so thanks to my appalling memory bequeathed to me from my father the idea has been lost to the ether. The idea was for a short poem and had been inspired by one of the songs on my mp3 player* and had something to do with being imprisoned by common sense in small roos of four walls and wouldn’t it be better to be a bee where rooms have