Delusions Of Grandeur 2 Poem by DM W

Delusions Of Grandeur 2



You crave a court of constant flatterers,
Rather than a critical readership.
O what ridiculous airs & graces!
You abound in decorative nonsense.
Your poetry's a painted skeleton.
You can't get your head around a concept.
You use diction no one can understand.
I will never pander to your demands.

Friday, May 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: satirical
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