Pub- lisher, publisher, go away. And dont call again, another day. Im working at the bakery today, Hard at work, slaving away, Making the money you cant afford to pay. Publisher, publisher, please go away, I wont fall for another money scheme. I have mountains of copies and piles of misprints, I wont pay you to not market for me. The moneys dried up, you see. I have a wedding to plan and bills to pay, I dont have time for you to bother me all day. Publisher, Publisher, please go away. Please stop calling, please leave me be. I have no story, its unfinished and boring, And it wont be yours when the pages are clean. So please, publisher, publisher, go away, and don't call again, any day.
When “working” requires inspiration, ideas, and the desire to actually put forth a literary effort before a single word can be written.