To those who call me a poetaster all i can say is ah well
Why bother to read what i pen if you think i pen doggerel
You never ever hear me say i should be one of note
And I've never had the cheek to ever call myself a poet,
I am not a literary critic people for such receive pay
And when people ask me to comment on their writings unkind things of them i don't say,
An old saying from a wise person i often do recall
If you cannot say good of someone why say anything at all
I've not learned much from life at all i have not aged like good wine
And if i feel detached from most others then the fault has to be mine
We are all on a life's journey that one day has to end
And your foe of the present may become your future friend
And to those who call me a poetaster in honesty I'd like to say
That it does take one for to know one or so it would seem that way.
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