OK, here's the secret. You're not going to like it. THIS is how easy poe

Question: OK, here's the secret!. You're not going to like it!. THIS is how easy poetry is!. Am I forgiven!?

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Drunken Jim
by TD Euwaite

Here I am
Once again
Reaching out
To my old friend
Holding on to him as he falls down

When I’m not here
He drinks beer
Then he calls the neighbors, “Queers!”
They come over mad
And whip his asss

Shut up drunken Jim
Full of Schnapps and Gin
For a nightmare believer
And his homely old dog…!.

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Did you already guess the song!?
You all know it!.
The Monkies!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:

Monkey see, monkey do!. I'm having a good morning!. How about you!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

Well, I'll be a "Monkies" Aunt!. Is there going to be a pop quiz!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

An all us would-be poets sit, diminished, as you have monkied and toyed with our dreams!. You evil, evil man you, now I have to find something new to impress the girls with!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

It's that easy, is it!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

I am a believer too!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Ima B!. Weaver!?Www@QuestionHome@Com

Here We Come Again!.!.!.!.!.Hey, hey, We're the Monkees!!!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Guess we all better stop Monkeying around then and get down to some "Simple" poetry!. Yes you are forgiven and I as always am enlightened!. Thank you!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

Damn ! You are a machineWww@QuestionHome@Com

This is very clever!. I love the twist on daydream believer, with "nightmare believer"!. It says a whole lot in just a pair of words as well, especially in their context!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

I dont like it!.!.!.I dont even understand what theyre trying to sayWww@QuestionHome@Com

Cleaver little devil & Bring on the Monkies-hines!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.Yes you are

It's shmart the way you did it !!!!

Have a Banana !!!Www@QuestionHome@Com

Excellent!

Here he comes
Staggering down the street
He gets the funniest looks from
Everyone he meets

Hey, hey, he's a junkie
Little ol' ladies scowl
But better hold on to your purses
When he's on the prowl

*Now YOU guess the Monkees tune!.*

Oh, what's this!? We got a two-fer today:

I”m a Believer

I thought love was more or less
A paying thing
It seems the more I paid
The less I got
Awwww !. !. !. what’s the use in trying (hey, hey, hey)
My escort is a sight
Disappointing woman
What a fright

Then I bagged her face
Now I can’t see her
Not a trace
Of her face in my eyes
I’m in love
Aahhhhhh
I can’t see her
From the neck up
And it’s alrightWww@QuestionHome@Com

Why can't we get this across to would-be poets!? Even some of our experienced poets reject meter, i!.e!. MELODY!. It's making me crazy!!Www@QuestionHome@Com