Poet Fight Club

In the Poet Fight Club

People come from all across the sea

People like Annabel Lee

Gnome Peter is there as well

Along with Belinda and Custard the dragon

Mehoo’s and Exactlywatt’s

cheered from the left

While The Phoenix and the turtle

On the right cheered for their own team

Shel Silverstein looked pristine

In his suit to judge the scene

Robert Frost rushed in with a grin

Saying “sorry I am late”

I had some things on my plate

that I simply couldn’t win.

My way was blocked so I took the road not traveled,

luckily I am not covered in gravel

He looked at the trophy

The chalice shined

For everyone said it is mine

It has to go

We need something silver or gray

For nothing gold can stay

Edgar Allen Poe got in the ring

With poet Ogden Nash

Silverstein shouted, pick your names

Before the real game begins

Ogden Nash chose The Hunter

To show he would not cave in

But Edger Poe thought it best

That he be called The Raven

(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson