The "I couldn't think of a title" Title

Writers block, writers block. Why are you here?
"I love to keep my friends so very near.
I'll hinder, I'll bar, I'll burden and choke.
To stop the creations of all you good folk."
He then cracked a smile and with a cheeky wink,
Into my thoughts the blocker did sink.
I swore and I cursed at this offensive intrusion.
"How to unblock?" I had no conclusion.
But then an idea snuck past the fiends gaze
And broke me out of this writers block haze.
"Use him!" the thought whispered into mine ear.
"Write about him!" It all became very clear.
So I struggled and squirmed out of his grasp,
And with each keystroke he let out a gasp.
"I am beaten. Finished. Spent. Undone.
This battle is over yet the war just begun.
I'll learn from this boy! This defeat by rhyme.
I'll be back soon, just give it some time."