My Muse X'l

My Muse!
She is dieing!
My Imagination has blown a fuse!
My ideas, it's out my head they're flying!
I used Her all up
in weeks gone past.
Look at my drinks
They're not from a cup.
My happyness is gone fast!
Oh lookie now!
The puppies look like clouds!
To that you just gotta say WoW!
So release the blood hounds!
I'm going to prance and play
Amoungst the flowers
Untill the end of day,
And discover my shadow's hidden powers.
Oh look! i stepped on a crack!
That can't be good.
'Cause now i just broke my Mother's back!
And now she's in a mood.
I wonder why;
Why is peanutbutter called that/'
I wish i could fly
But then I'd go SPLAT
And that would be bad.