The Million Dollar Poem
written by: Edward McCloud
Excuse me while I cut into the front of the line.
I am sure our fine poets will not mind.
They are not like me. I want to be rich,
even if I have to kick a claw and bitch.
Oh, I can see myself in splendid luxury
casually scribbling out some poetry,
Yes, it will be the greatest caper,
using pen and low grade paper;
stamping out some legal counterfeit,
not feeling guilty, no, not one bit.
I deserve every penny that I’ll get.
Ain’t a poet similar to a brain surgeon?
Deserving the same fame and fortune?
And when I reach that million dollar mark
I’ll be as happy (Yuck) as a lark.
Surely some will say, “A million dollar poem!
Why, it is not even any good.”
Well, if I am not a millionaire the next time you see me,
Don’t blame this poem – it did the best that it could.
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