Who'd like a mug of instant fame, with humbleness on toast? |
| I was unable to pen a good poem, and prose was just as unknown. But, since landing on this site, writing dot com, I now have no need to be shown any sneaky trick of the rhyme. It's all just a waste of my time. 'Cos I know it all now, and I can arch a brow at the rest, who struggle to climb. You see, if you will be the best just like me, pass this difficult test. Then your future is plain, to be published, to gain lots of cash and sit up in the crow's nest. So, mate, if this style you select in attempts at earning respect, be assured that you'll fail, and the sting in the tail... is you can't beat this here poet, correct? 20 lines written for "Journey Through Genres: Official Contest" |