Title: The Writer
Author: Tirya King
Summary: Written for my Adv. English 12 class during the study of the Canterbury Tales. We were told to create our own character profile. Thus this little creature was born.
A/N: Yeah it's dumb. Yeah it's cheap. But heck, I got an A on this baby so I can't complain ^_^. For the record, every word in this poem actually exists so no one can claim I'm making stuff up *glares at Botticelliangel* you know who you are ^_~ This is a sort of sequel to my Rapunzel fractured fairy tale. Oh, the things Mrs. Anton made us do…. This is for you, Mrs. A!
Disclaimer: I own only my poem and the idea. Canterbury Tales is not mine.
I met one morning a writer of great ambition.
His works have made him a great sensation.
He is due for a coronation
As King of a whole Bohemian generation.
Who says to be great you need an education
He skipped out on his graduation.
He has not even legally gone through naturalization.
The Church named him qualified for excommunication
For moral declination.
However, this holy confrontation
Has led to his immortalization.
He feels a great moral obligation
To continue in this occupation.
This man worthy of great veneration
Had not always received such admiration.
It took much frustration
To reach his illustrious station.
Indeed he is our literary salvation
To an illiterate civilization.
His novels have no classification
Nor poems a proper equation.
Random is his allegorization
And disturbed his imagination.
However, there needs no explanation
His arcane donation.
Refusing the usual conformation
Is no sign of limitation.
If he had such an inclination
His words would leave yours in desolation.
Every new creation
Had perfect characterization.
And every new thing was met with much anticipation.
However, the State did not approve of this prostration
And met him with much irritation.
Trying to cut off his communication
Had only angered the whole nation.
Those right wingers need to come out of hibernation
And realize it is no abomination
To be the cause of so much fascination;
To be a freaky combination
And divine vibration.
They cannot meet him with condemnation,
But must relent in confirmation
Of his realized aspiration.
Such noble dedication
Is worthy of high elation
Instead of dilapidation.
Of his ideas of summarization,
It is a tedious operation.
With his perspiration
Worlds take a transformation
Into a new formation
As though an illustration
Deserving of much notation
Send all of his works into circulation
To further spread his appreciation.
If you'll excuse my deliberation,
I'll start an initiation
To call for his commendation.
We need to rid ourselves of the narrow-minded infestation.
I hope you'll join me in my realization
And help fight for his deinstitutionalization!