please don't call me herman munster
i'm an acrobatic punster
hear my bombast & digression
stand in awe of my expression

i can english you some german
(try to do that mister herman)
i can french you into spanish
until all your worries vanish

when the showers start to patter
i'll bring you to anti-matter
i'll defy the laws of gravity
with my whimsical depravity

i'm not shouting i'm not boasting
but my verse is coast-to-coasting
bring your sharpest understander
when i ramble & meander

i'm a latter-day walt whitman
i'm a balladeering hitman
and just like the belle of amherst
i superlatively can verse

i've got moves & i've got swagger
watch out michael philip jagger
'cause i'll take you out in no time
with my quick wit and my slow rhyme

in conclusion dearest reader
you can't grab my slippery metre
yes i've offered proof empirical
i'm the man for all things lyrical

Poetry by Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-08-11 at 03:17

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I agree. You are indeed
A scion of that noble breed
Which works with words
In blacksmith fashion,
Bellows wheezing,
Hammer crashin'.
Of all those whose craft
Is verse,
Few are your equals.
Most are worse.