PROSODY

I have not written much of late.
At prolific poetics
I'm not so great.
But still you check me every day
to see what wit
I toss your way.
No words of wisdom
have I for you
like, "Brush your teeth when you are through.
Wipe your feet outside the door."
or,"Quoth the raven, nevermore."
I'm cooking breakfast as I write.
I should have written this last night.
I'm most inspired
when out of time.
That's why this verse
will end this rhyme.