I entered one of your wack ass poetry contests
Just for you to publish it so you could have a
table of contents
Don’t take this out of context, but keep it in
proportion
Your poetry scams are more inhumane than a
fucking fetal abortion
Advertising lies and telling people this book can
be found in all stores
Using poets as pawns, selling their lines and
bodies like whores
My stanzas weren’t created to feed your
pockets with money
Your kind is the reason why starving artists stay
hungry
Making people think they’ve earned their
position by battling the antagonist
But in actuality, just entering a poem puts them
into the semifinalist
Sending people invitations to Florida with no
expenses paid
Portraying that you’ll be honoring them, but
they’re not the only one in this charade
And if they go they’ll feel betrayed, but they've
already paid their dues
On this trip they didn’t want to get nailed, but
it’s too late they just got screwed |