I wrote a poem
It went off in space
No critique no disgrace
Putting in the effort
What a waste
For without being read
Leaves a bad taste
Some many good poets
Have now disappeared
So what we have is repeat repeat
Too proud to critique
If more poets works you seek
Read the poems
For only those considered prime
Well not gain the site one dime
I'd consider paying the poke
But unread it is just a joke
In the pool of vacation I well soak
Of course this is written all in jest
Writer's block I must confess
Playing with words only a test
The weather has improved our here in the west
Still I figure the work of Prime poets
Is not on all pages the very best
A stupid way to try and seek critique
That lately on the site is really weak