Sometimes, when I'm watching TV, I get a really great idea for a poem. I know that I could win an award with this idea, but thinking I can surely remember this great idea, I finish watching the show, because, hey, I wanna know if Tommy Pickles gets his ball back from the other side of the yard! Anyways, the show's over, I go over to my desk and start writing, and nothing comes out! I've totally forgotten my idea, and I go back to being a loser.