Well its just not at all funny.
Those comments that
some of you make.
I pour out my soul,
wear my heart on my sleeve,
even surrender my pride.
I go for a run to clear my sore head,
and suffer the pain of typing in vain,
looking for rhymes
that even in infinite time,
will never to be so sublime,
as the ones that you find two a'penny.
My heart is aching, my mind,
Its still racing, my fingers are sore,
and my soles all worn out from the running.
And when I finally post
the words that I’ve found,
you only can offer some phrases
as worn and as thin as the soles of my shoes, such as
Good Write, Well done, or That’s Clever!
Well give me a break
here’s a novel idea,
how about giving a comment or two,
where I could honestly saye,
with my tongue in my cheek,
Well Done, Good Comment or That’s Clever!
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seriously-good-write/
