There once was a lazy poor poet, <br />But indignant she didn't quiet know it. <br />Just one bad review, <br />And her blood turned all blue, <br />But she carried on much prouder for it. <br /> <br />One star: it is plenty enough. <br />For the tripe, for the drivel, and cruft. <br />When it doesn't keep time, <br />Paints no image, nor rhyme - <br />Well no thank you; you've written enough. <br /> <br />You may say that this limerick's a bore - <br />Because you don't get metaphore, <br />So you'll no longer see <br />Any critique from me. <br />Cry and moan - you'll get five stars for sure! <br /> <br />If you think that this poem's about you: <br />So sorry - it's probably true. <br />But just 'cause you write it <br />Let's not get excited. <br />The world doesn't centre on you.<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lazy-poor-poet-limerick/
