In Support of Wergle Flomp

Though lousy writing is really sad
And paltry poems can pinch a tad
For such a cause---so rich and noble
I tried to recreate Trenoble
And join my pen with Wergle Flomp's
To write an ode to vanity comps

I wrote the words in fear and shame
Clicked submit and signed my name
Took a shower, chewed some gum
And tried to make the pain go numb
Until one day there came a letter
That made my work seem so much better

"Congratulations! You've been selected..."
(I'd love to read the poems rejected)
The words were like a Dali dream
My poem published; my talent seen
My random ramblings set apart
As semi-finalist caliber art

And that's how I became a poet
(I've even got the book to show it)
And since that day, I've used my pen
Inspired by Frost and Eminem
To change the world, as one declared
A poet by the poem-impaired