I’m looking for a way to fill my purse
Dear Editor, accept any verse
For the W.P.B. , its just not meant
So be courteous, and act like a gent
You ask for articles and proems galore
Relating to this age or some folk-lore
But when I send in my contribution
You send me a slip of sad rejection
You say that my poems are indeed quite good
Though I should improve if I could
Hopefully I send you a better verse
But ! oh ! your regrets are verse than a curse
I, implore you, dear sir, to take pity on my plight
And, pay attention, though it may be slight
By this you’ll win my gratitude now and forever
And I’ll regard you as both benevolent and clever
Famous celebrities will always be there
Their contribution will be accepted any and everywhere
But we, becoming famous, is something quite rare
For you see, dear sir, we’re birds of the air
So, once again, I plead with you to be kind
And keep this matter foremost in your mind
Dear Editor, please do accept my verse
And make me a ‘regular’ for better or for worse
Comments1
personally, i think you're Awesome!
(keep that mighty pen, busy
write mainly for yourself and enjoy
the journey...)
thank you so much for your inspiring comments.
i do try to write, though now that Covid is hopefully disappearing, the social scene is warming up, and have to find 'me time' daily to remain a bit creative
More power to your pen too.
take care, and have a lovely weekend
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