Looking Like a Poet

Today's a big day for this poet you see For I'm having a photo Taken of me It's the one they're will print On the back of my book So I'm trying real hard To get the right look With my beard fully grown And my hair flying wild I practiced some gestures Poses and smiles I tried all my poses Both standing and sitting With an arm on my desk Leaning forward, seemed fitting But the beard made me look like a Captain at sea So I whipped out my razor And sculpted a Tee Some horned rimmed glass To add to the look And tried different ways Of holding a book I found a tweed jacket Down at the thrift With my writer's expression It made me look miffed Perhaps an old pipe That I found in my coffer To distinguish me from Most, all other authors The photographer said "Don't worry, I'll crop I'll use the new version" Of my Photo Shop As I peered in a mirror I felt kind-a lame So I used a stock picture that came with the frame