To The Poet Dave Wood Poem by David McLansky

To The Poet Dave Wood



Circle your wagons
A Poet is pissed
The arrow I launched
In a daffodil riff
Has been mistook
As a hostile quip,
All Honor to the Poet
Known as Dave Wood;
No more riffs,
It’s quite understood
May I recommend all
His fine 'MARKET DAY, '
It's perfect, I'm willing
To honestly say,
I'll be out of town,
Believe me, I pray

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