THIS GUY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT HE'S DOING

This guy doesn't know what he's doing
I smugly thought
No rhyme, no meter
Where was he taught?

Fax machines
Aren't poetic
His love lines
Are so bathetic

Nothing clever
No theme or hook
Has he ever
Read a book?

Why do they clap so?
Could it be
They just don't know
This guy doesn't know what he's doing?

© 2000 by Michael J. Farrand