The Writers Group

There exists a place 

In fabled lore

Where writers race

Both rich and poor 

Some ask for tips

Some say hello

With wine-filled sips

True colors show

Some fight a lot

They bitch and moan

More oft’ than not

They’re sad, alone

And in this land

The fun, I sing

Is throwing sand

And arguing 

Much joy, though sin

The jerks, to mock

And when you win

They always block

That’s when you know

Their points are poop 

Come, join the show

This Writers Group


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