She Says...

oh my dear vinny
how i apologize!for the drought in the poems
please, no more cries!
yesterday i was shopping, all out and about
down in SoHo, the village, so hip, there's no doubt.
but away from my computer, my hands are so tied
i can't wax poetic, but i have to confide
that a day without vin is like a day without peanut butter
it lacks creamy flavor and luscious delight
No silly phrases of philosophic insight.
But oh my dear friend, you soon will discover
that i'm back with a renewed poetic verve
but something tells me you'll throw me a curve.