For Frederic, Synopsis, Danny R....

For Frederic, Synopsis, Danny R.  and all the "say it for the 500th time" poets...

Boring rhyme opener blinkered with irony
verbal pyrotechnics, so deft and shiny;
toothsome metaphors, muted with pretenses,
an insensate, tasteless feast for the senses.

Now tell the story of a suffering child
bring on the Cossacks, go hog-wild,
succor the reader with and easy plant;
even teach minerals how to dance.

Eye-rony, mute, deaf-t and insensate;
child, hog, plant mineral, but wait!
This time show all the underpinnings,
bet 'gainst the joke and pocket the winnings.

Waste the reader's time with games
but not cliche drivel in poetry's name.