ODE TO "ODE TO A CROAKING MAN"
Oh poem that spoke of a man who croaks
Were you not my own I would quote you
I would think that whoever composed you smokes dope
but I know it ain't so 'cause I wrote you
Which poet is it, that constructed you, ode?
'Twas me! Though I scant deserve credit.
For a poem's not a poem 'less it stands on its own
through my 50 neurotic edits.
And, let's not forget the post-poem note!
Doleful lament upon poem just wrote
Pensively telling of muse that had flown
Though reader, perhaps, was just glad poem was done.
The poet wishes it to be known:
It's not his intent to promote or condone
the writing of poems about one's other poems.
Do as I say, not as I've done.