Thursday, January 1, 2009

Non Fiction Friction






Nothing makes the sales go flat
like memoirs from H. Rosenblat;
in Florida he has confessed
that with the truth he really messed,
so books based on his false romance
are not worth lint from ragged pants.
To keep from being sued or shunned
his publishers all cry: "Refund!"
Perhaps I'll write a book some day
that's got more corn than Frito-Lay.
I'll plug it on the Oprah show,
grab my advance, then quickly blow
to some sweet private tropic isle
where I can slowly spend my pile.
Non fiction doesn't do much good
unless you're playing Robin Hood.
 




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