INVERSE

 

My poems have been called

On a good day, ribald

More often artistically bald

Humourous? So-called

Wit to scathe and scald

Tastelessness unrivalled

Not written but scrawled

Or just plain tired and auld

But I say with joy untold

Prepare again to be appalled

BART HABIT

 

Beware a poet who reads

His rhymes, verse or sonnets

In a public place as they may

Have some other nasty habits

FOOLS

 

Any fool can paint a picture

Or even to write a po-em

But it really takes a genius

To find a fool to buy them