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
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