April.. nthe cruellest month???

So, is april the cruellest month, or was TS Eliot just talking out of his american hat?? who knows... personally I find nearly every month cruel in some ways, but then I am an incurable optimist...but i digress.. as you may or may not know, this is national poetry month, and in celebration of such i have decided, unoriginally admittedly to try to write a poem a day.. but where to start.. inspiration, then perspiration.. well, as for the inspiration.. I 've decided to fall back on good old Brewers.... flicking through randomly has given me today the subject of Living Will.. so leyts see what I can do... saw an old friend today, who came all the way from hinckley to visit our scouts, and managed to get himself a lot of cake... which was nice...but there we are... also found out that barracuda often smells of sick... but more of that another day.. until we all smell of curry.. wisebeard salutes you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!