Writer's cramp here I come...

(to the rescue and save the day

and hoop fully a damsel in distress!)

Impending thunderstorm

"FAKE" MAGA (nah) if fuss sent)

thwarted, torpedoed - dag nabbit, and trumped

assigned, mandated, and self selected

online poetic writing session.

Yours truly forced to re-learn (ASAP)

at greased lightning speed

archaic pre-internet state of stone age

Neanderthal fashion scribbling.

Throwback versus instant

electronic, excel (lent)

and/or accessible wireless

modern twenty first century

glorious, illustrious, and marvelous

cyber space sand trap convenience.

Primitive pinched chicken scratch

unwittingly, albeit long since

atrophied, compromised, skully mouldered,

and penultimately quashed (innocuously)

manually cumbersome art

grinding fingers to the bone

sorely missed (ha)

archaic crimping methodology.

Etchings on papyrus long since

went the way of

rubber baby buggy bumpers

(sincerely Amish immensely)

reducing das dada do little

(spur of the moment sobriquet)

to revel opportunity

pecking out chicken scratch,

I will own sole misfortune

to attempt deciphering,

when long reign

of Zeus subsides.

One doth not realize

technological advantage

until adversity sidetracks

innovation to brainstorm

without compromising legibility.

Hmm...I wonder

if there might be an app for that

long lost painstaking

effort to get the lead

(er graphite) out???