He Fancies Himself

He fancies himself as one worthy of note
A sort of a Chaucer a very fine poet
Yet here by the mountains in his country Hometown
He is not seen as one worthy of renown
And though he is a great writer in his own mind
Those with great aspirations are not hard to find
And though few make it to the summit of steep success hill
If you do not believe in yourself perhaps none other will
Yet some into poetry say he does write well
That his stuff is much better than doggerel
He is never asked to read at Poetry reading night
But that does not deter him from wanting to write
He says that he is the best young poet for many miles around
And there is hope of success where self belief abound.