Sometimes I write a real stinker. <br />Sometimes I write a nice gem. <br />More often than not, it’s a mixture of both <br />that somehow escapes through my pen. <br /> <br />I know what to do with the good ones <br />and the stinkers will all crash and burn, <br />but what to do with the ones that are both <br />is something that I can’t discern. <br /> <br />Right now they all go in drawers <br />male and female, they must multiply. <br />When I open the drawers, it seems there are more <br />than I recall putting inside. <br /> <br />I hope there’s a poetry storehouse. <br />If there is, I must go today. <br />I’ve run out of drawers, and some smell pretty bad <br />yet they’re too good to just throw away.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stinkers-and-gems/
