To seize some face-time, he is quite the haster;
and of readers' attention, a sure waster;
his title accurate---The Poetaster.
He tries to make an epic of his heart's
conniptions---passing them like cabbage farts.
Bad verse comes easy to him, as eacy piece
exudes out of him, like hot, bubbling grease
and that befits a proven Master Baister.
Starward