So you want to be a writer?
Well- show me what you’ve got.
Place it in the slush pile, and be warned--
I’ve seen quite a lot.
What’s this about your college grades?
I’m not interested in your pride.
I want your words to jump out at me,
and to glimpse the animus that roars inside.
The first paragraph bored me,
and the second made me scoff.
A story about a talking lamp?
That’s enough to finish me off!
The letter was, in places- a reasonable way
to cheat, maybe even sway this old codger.
But as for giving me missed commas and plagiarism,
You’re no artful dodger!
So dear Mr Hopeful, although
I’m sure you will not remain unsigned.
I’m afraid that your sample,
has been regretfully declined.
