To All U Lousy Little Poets Tryin' Ta Write Like Me

WHEN WILL YOU DIME STORE POETS GET IT THROUGH YOUR HEAD I CAN OUTWRITE MOST OF YOU WHILST ASLEEP IN MY BED YOU WANT TO WRITE ABOUT DAISIES AND WILDFLOWERS WHILE I WRITE ABOUT SOLDIERS DYING BY THE HOURS WHEN WILL THE PEOPLE WHO READ ME PASS ON THE WORD TELL THEM TO READ THE GENIUS OF A POET YOU JUST HEARD ADVISE THEM TO SIT DOWN AND LEARN FROM A MASTER OF THE ART BECAUSE MOST OF YOUR POEMS LACK SOUL, NEVER MIND ANY HEART I CAN SIT DOWN AND IN TEN MINUTES SCRIBE WORDS SO WISE WHILE YOU ALL READ ME WITH JAUNDICED EYES YELLOW FROM THE DISEASE OF NOT REALLY GIViNG A DAMN WHEN A HANDFULL OF POETS AS TALENTED AS ME KNOW MOST OF YOU ARE A SHAM SO WRITE ABOUT YOUR LATEST TAKE ON BETTY CROCKER WHILE I WRITE AND BOP TO THE GREAT JOE COCKER IF THERE COMES A TIME WHEN YOU REALIZE THE WISDOM I DISPENSE PERHAPS A FEW OF YOU MIGHT FALL OFF YOUR SELF-RIGTEOUS FENCE (C) 2011....Phreepoetree ~free cee!~ (the inimitable)