Poem

Day one: 
Hang around house all day, writing bits of useless information on bits of paper.

Day two: 
Decide lack of inspiration due to too much isolation and non-fraternisation. 
Go to pub. 
Have drinks.

Day three:
Get up and go to pub. 
Hold on in there, a style is on its way. 
Through sheer boredom and drunkenness talk to people in pub.

Day four:
By now, people in the pub should be continually getting on your nerves. 
Write things about them, on the backs of beer mats.

Day five:
Go to pub. 
This is where true penmanship stamina comes into it’s own. 
As by now, guilt, drunkenness, the people in the pub, and the fact you’re one of them, should combine to enable you to write out of sheer vexation.

Day six:
If possible stay home … and write. 
If not 
Go to pub.

Using this method, this is a poem I wrote, called “LONDON”
Aah

Just
Got
Over
To
London.
Get
Me
A
Pint
Of
Ya
Fine
Ole
British
Ale!