Poetry must have become a game
A Poet poked and stole my poem
Few people knew about that. This was a shame
He or she also stole my rhymes and my emblem.
A Poet committed the worst sins
He or she stole my notes and my pens
So shocked, I could not call the sheriff
I simply called him or her a cheap thief.
There are many titles that I wanted to use
But they're already taken. That's an abuse
That's why I Google my titles afterwards.
Because I don't want to use similar words
Fearing of being accused of plagiarism
Which is a crime against common-sensism.
Copyright © 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem