This is what I wrote instead of working on my novel.
Sung to the tune of Disney’s “A Pirates Life for Me”
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer's life for me.
We inscribe and transcribe and carve and pen.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
We spew and emit and don't give a hoot.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer's life for me.
We extort and plagiarize, we copy and steal.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
Correct and edit and even revise.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer's life for me.
We delete and erase and remove and expunge.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
We never are sleeping, we're really a fright.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
We're writers and critics, we're authors and poets.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
We're mental and crazy, we're really anti-social.
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
We're poor and tormented and grief-stricken cads,
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
Aye, but we're loved by our creation and the mental ward,
Write up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer's life for me.
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