POOR MR. GILMORE
WHO IS KNOWN
BY HIS FRIENDS
AS THE AVID READER
WITH THE POISON PEN,
SPEWING
AND STEWING
RAKING AND FAKING,
HE HASN’T GOT
LAID
IN AT LEAST
TWO DECADES,
BUT TROWLS
ABOUT
WITH HIS SNIPPY
BIG SNOUT
PUSHED AGAINST
WINDOWS OF SIN,
(HE JUST
DOESN’T KNOW
WHERE TO BEGIN)
GRITTING AND
GRINDING HIS
OLD YELLOW TEETH
HE REACHES FOR
ANYTHING
AND GETS HIS
RELIEF
BY SLAMMING
AND BAMMING
THE PAGES OF LORE
NO MATTER OR
MIND
OF WHAT GOES
BEFORE,
HOPING HIS SINEWY
CRABBED
LITTLE HANDS
WILL PUT FORTH
THE POISON
ALL CRITICS
DEMAND,
AND UPON
DISCOVERY
WITH A MAJOR
RECOVERY
I LAUGHED UNTIL
I COULD NOT,
BUT WONDERING
EXACTLY
WHAT WAS HIS
PLOT,
A FAILED YOUNG
WRITER,
OR REJECTED
OVERNIGHTER,
WHAT CAUSES
THIS NASTY
SICK SPEW,
HE WANTS TO
REMAIN
AT THE TOP
OF HIS GAME,
CRUCIFY
ME AND YOU,