I know because today I learned
That my poor poems will have no luck,
All my verses will be spurned.
You see, I sent some poems in
To a literary magazine.
I finally heard from them again -
I thought my poems had not been seen -
Instead the comment said REJECT,
Which takes the wind out from one's sail.
I felt a sense of deep deject
All because of dumb email.
Here are the parts that really blow,
Break my ego, get to me:
That fucking magazine, you know,
Publishes poetry for FREE!
Here's my life and how it's sad,
And though I really hate to say:
My poetry is oh-so bad
I cannot GIVE the shit away.
