A Reader Didn'T Like What I Wrote
A Reader Didn't Like What I Wrote
By Elton Camp
So you didn't like the things I wrote
And you called me an old billy goat
It really comes as a considerable surprise
That yourself you were able to recognize
To your faults I'd decided you were blind
And thought everything you did was fine
So you characterize me as one stinking
Because I said what others were thinking
The facts you greatly prefer always to hide
For truth is a virtue that you can't abide
Nevertheless, I most humbly do take back
Whatever ideas you would have me retract
It's better in ignorance that you rove about
Than that I should dare try to help you out
But this statement, real sincerity does lack
For my fingers are crossed behind my back
Thanks for letting me learn what does offend
You can be certain that I will soon do it again
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