...I thought my secret was safe in the closet
In scads of pads neatly stacked on a shelf,
But when my muse said it's time
To post my rhymes online
Was the day that I "outed" myself.
I'm not what you'd call a great thinker,
My profundity's barely skin deep.
I'd love to be one of those
Who paints pictures with prose
And writes books people buy, read, and keep......
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