The supposed to be the best poet in the town writes of love and life
And in some of his poems he serenades his children and wife
A modern poet with literary degrees
His poems are read and recited in universities
But he never writes poems of how life can be tough
On the homeless and hungry who at night do sleep rough
To write of such people beneath his dignity
He only writes for the highbrows of society
He leaves the task to a lowly rhymer like me
To write of the people in dire poverty
To write of poor people would not enhance his public esteem
He only writes for the literary purists is how it does seem
In the town's posh uptown cafe whilst sipping a wine
He reads his latest poems perfect in every line
At the end of each poem for him applause and an encore
And they tell him well done could you read us some more
Though he is a good writer him i do not admire
Since to be like him i do not aspire
Rated one of the top poets of the town today
That we all cannot be winners seems true for to say.
Thursday, March 5, 2020
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