I Can'T Write

This is a parody of "I can't Dance." by Genesis. Metaphor junkies spewing their dung actin all holy like they've written in tounges... Can anybody interpret that (Bleep) explain the poems meaning with a comment that fits... Then say, I can't write or compose demi-gods are out there always breaking my (Bleeps...) They say, I can't write or compose so I'm just sittin here typin anything... Contests really tickle a muse seems the hosts and poet are truly confused... A muse ain't fickle just knows what it likes if you can't relate then yours may take a hike... They say, I can't write or compose tappin on this keyboard till my fingers are numb... They say I can't write or compose so I'm just sittin here typin anything... Metaphor groupies bow to the ground ain't got a clue of what the poem expounds... But it's got image and metaphors too though I've seen better on the walls of a loo... They say, I can't write or compose everything I pen is either weak or cliche... Yeah I can't write or compose so I'm just sittin here typin... Yeah I try to make it right... Put the verbiage, in its proper place... ~Note~ I also write on another site as RunningWolves . On that site there some really rude poets who think they are Gods gift to humanity. They think everything they write is a masterpiece and are not shy about belittling people who's comments on their work aren't good enough for them. So, I wrote this for them. So this has nothing to do with anyone on PoetrySoup. See, I never claimed to be a poet, nor to have anything that even remotely resembles talent. I am just an simple guy playing at poet. anything I do that even seems like a talent is really just God's way of keeping me from making a total fool of myself... I guess you could say its on loan from God... Thank you!