Poets are dandy, poets are great Most of all, poets have hate Some choose to write about moments in time, While others depict society's grime Most would be able to call beauty a wall Were they dropped on their heads- when they were small? Shall I go on once more about most poet's bore? I dread their next line, which leads me to snore Yet others thrive to keep readers alive! Like "aids in a van", taking the dive! Poets aren't dandy, poet's aren't great Poets aren't worth more words I could say So with this I end a poem quite rare, But most poets who read this, probably won't care