Baby Gaga of Verse

Since the time I was wearing a bib, I was wise to the guys. That’s no fib! “Hey, Baby,” I’d say, “Come on over and play. You just meet me tonight in my crib!” And while most kids were learning to poo, I was thinking up poems by age two. I could coo a sweet verse With no need to rehearse Saying things like, “I’m gaga for you.” I was writing my lines by age three And creating sublime poetry. First boys and then men I caught with my pen. LADY Gaga of verse now: that’s me! For Susan Burch's Ridiculous Self Exaggerations Poetry Contest And now for PD's anything Goes!!!