You're Out, You Lout

You’re Out, You Lout

Entered 
Another 
Of those
Tempting
Contests,
And 
Unable 
To rest
Until I 
Heard,
Waited 
For
Word.
Back
It came,
Saying
My work
Was 
Dreadfully
Lame.
Rather
Than
Address
My ills,
The
Judges
Preened,
And
Displayed
Their
Writing
Skills.
In my
Tiny
Sample,
(Not at
All ample,)
They
Decided
I should
Be
Callously
Derided.
I climbed
Up 
From
My pain,
And read
The
Comments
Again.
Those 
Ladies
Got my
Humble
Song
All
Wrong!
Confused
Names,
Facts,
And
The 
Plot.
Oh,
They 
Missed
A lot.
 I was
Soon
Able to
See
They were
No
Smarter
Than me.
These
Contests
Are a
Quick way
To 
Raise
Chapter 
Cash,
But mostly
Give
Hopeful
Souls
A hefty
Bash.
I got
No
Writing
Tips,
Just their
Foolish
Quips.
So 
I am
Sore.
No more
Contests
Will see
My
Name,
I’m 
Done
With
That
Game.
And 
That’s
A shame.