Class B Poem

Considered to Be a Class B Poem or a Spaghetti Western One Before becoming and ending up being broke, Of genius and luck body had a big stroke, But what had been unbeknownst to me, Was a “B” Poem it turned out to be. Was written poorly after hearing a beckon call; If it went down river and fell over a water fall; Landed on rocks below and became broken hearted, Maybe it should be returned from where it first started. My poem, to me was cute and clever; Will write one like it again, no not ever; Even Poetry Revisited said after further review: Much more about nothing, was found to be further ado. When you have read my poem through and through, Be young at heart so dreams can come true, Although I am articulate and also adroit, My poems people personally are still trying to exploit. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn Need all of your help. This is my poem to be read at this coming Sunday's Poetry Revisited get together. Would appreciate all of your comments as well as criticism regarding all of my witticism.