If My Dad Were Alive He’d Title This Poem
I don’t think I’ve ever met a stupid poet.
Can’t even imagine one really
except
maybe
the ones who write those greeting cards
and those birthday cards
and those well I’m sure you get my drift so let’s just say
the ones who write those drugstore cards
for pay,
but even they’re not stupid really
they’re just
well
more like sentimental cynics on parade.