A-he he a-hem
May I have your attention
I’m here to announce
The Poet’s Convention

Come one and all
And bring your best stuff
I’m sure that Pete
Will bring more than enough

We were going to meet
In the city of Rome
But I talked to Mr. Gibbs…
So we’ll meet at his home

Just send me a check
If you want to go
Here is my address
P.O. Box 2… in Mexico

We will not meet until
The twenty second of June
But I’ll need your check
On August first by noon

You only need to bring
The stuff that you need
And all that you need
Is something to read

If it makes you happy
You may bring a guess
But please make sure…
That they wear proper dress

Proper dress
Is nothing at all
This will insure that…
We’ll all have a ball

Leave “Smelly People” behind
We don’t want it to stink
If you’re thinking of it
Well you better rethink

Nothing but the best
At least better than fine
If you bring anything foul
You’ll be at the “Rear of the Line”

There will be a special guess
So you won’t get board
The new Dr. Suess
Will present an award

Not for the best poem
Nor the poet “Most unique”
But for the sexiest poet
Is who the judge will seek

A vacation with me
Is what you will win
If you look sexy
Wearing nothing but skin

If you’re a man
You better think again
Since I am the judge
There’s no way… you will win