The Anonymous Poet

I am the anonymous poet No one knows my name Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain For we are not the same I'm kinda like that superman Who has a secret disguise Except I don't run around in my underwear And fly through bug infested skies I write the words that save the day You could say a hero of sorts While relaxing in my trusty recliner And an old pair of bluejean shorts I write the right that once was wrong While trying to make it rhyme At least til my wife says, "Mow the lawn" But only in the summertime They call me the anonymous poet That word is hard to spell Don't try to figure out my name Cause you will only fail lol.....Sorry I was bored