Retort To the Masonites

Ah, the Freemasons, Are to Prevail, Many changes it will entail, Limit to ten poems a week, If it's freedom of speech you seek, You'll have to get permission, For those who vote About the meek You may have in your mind, Temporarily words sublime... Gotta wait till Tuesday, If memory aint too choosy, Next it will be alphabetic rules, This week only poets whose last name begins with A, B, or C- can post, but only up to three... Follow up rules: Moslems get one poem only; to a Chrisitan it's two, Jehova Witnesses and Mormons, but one a year, They're oddballs, don't you agree? Then the FreeMasons can decree, Short poems can no longer be allowed into PoetSoup, they might polute the talent loop. Left hand writers, they come next, They should be seperated from the rest, Set up camps for them to learn, Their kind, we're going to burn... And yet another thing, Those poets whose hearts want to soar on the wings, of insight, feelings, fears, and other things, And for those who knowingly break their quota, We'll send them to re-education camps, Some cold place in Minnesota Poetic Prison Concentration camp for them, No getting out, you're in Masonite Hell So act slower, and dumber, Insure to others you've seen the sun, And no more post poems on the soup, Cause some people want you out of the loop, Newbie, Newbie, Go Away.... Find another site where you can play. Let the Dark Ages Come Again, Brought about by some whining hen, So let the persnickety poets persnick, but her idea makes me sick.,..... y