ANONYMOUS

WHEN AT THE SIGN; ANTHOLOGY

I CLIMED ABOARD THE LYRIC BUS,

THE POEMS THAT APPEAL TO ME

ARE OFTEN BY ANONYMOUS.

BEHOLD AMID THE CLASSIC CREW

IS ONE OF WHOM FAME MADE NO FUSS,

A RHYMING RASCAL NO ONE KNEW; ANONYMOUS.

MY NAME'S A DUD; MID POETS I'M

A LEEK AMONG ASPARAGUS;

YET LET ME MAKE A LILT OF RHYME

AND PUBLISH IT ANONYMOUS.

SWEET, SIMPLE. SHORT, A SNATCH OF SONG

ANTHOLOGISTS MIGHT PRIZE, AND THUS

MY LYRIC LIFE I MIGHT PROLONG; ANONYMOUS.......

(The old Hillbilly)