Have you ever while reading a poem

thought, “Golly, this sure is dumb!”

And to the guy next to you quietly shout,

“Geepers, what the heck is this about?”

For several hours you try to find

the hidden meaning deep in your mind.

Not wanting to feel really dumb,

to explain you finally ask someone.

After reading it says the creep,

“Gosh, the meaning sure is deep!”

So you ask him to please let you in,

and he says, “It’s... but then again...”

After trying to explain for a minute or three,

it’s about then you begin to see,

both the explainee and the guy who wrote the poem

ought to be put in some sort of home.

So the heck I say to these deep rhymes,

on them I’m not even going to waste my time.

You can throw ‘em out with the rinse;

I’m going to read something that makes sense!