“Good sir,
I will not
Tell you
How to
Properly
Construct a
Verse,” the
Letter reads.
“Suffice to
Say that
Poets of
My rank
Find much
More
Worth in
Contemplation,
And
Condescension;
Commandeering,
I confer you
Nothing.
I say,
‘Good luck’,
When I mean,
‘Fat Chance’”.