INSPIRED BY READING MR. KIPLING'S POEMS AS <br />PRINTED IN THE NEW YORK PAPERS <br /> <br />Though earnest and industrious, <br />I still am unillustrious; <br />No papers empty purses <br />Printing verses <br />Such as mine. <br /> <br />No lack of fame is chronicker <br />Than that about my monicker; <br />My verse is never cabled <br />At a fabled <br />Rate per line. <br /> <br />Still though the Halls <br />Of Literature are closed <br />To me a bard obscure I <br />Have a consolation The <br />Copyreaders crude and rough <br />Can't monkey with my <br />Humble stuff and change MY <br />Punctuation.<br /><br />Franklin P. Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-comfort-of-obscurity/
