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Revamping David
I finished up my manuscript
And sent it in a hurry
To my favorite magazine;
I didn’t have a worry.
It only took six long months
To get it back to me.
I opened up the envelope
With haste yet carefully.
In it was a letter
Said I had a publish day.
It was because the editor
Made marks that caused delay.
As I read the copy,
I didn’t know what to do.
Many marks of black and red
Made me feel sad and blue.
He wrote that the plot
Had too many twists
And wrote love and battles
Would never be missed.
He emasculated
My heroic man
And made him a sissy,
Who’d not take a stand.
My settings were long,
Too lovely and lush,
And he ruined my story
With the flick of a brush.
My David turned feeble –
Bath Sheba – a witch.
It’s not like the Bible;
It’s a total switch.
The editor made such a mess
Of my story.
I pondered his changes –
It lost all its glory.
My masterpiece
By this “sages” advice
Turned it to a “messterpiece”
Cut slice by slice.
Then I threw up my hands
To the dusty air
And wrote him a note
Saying, “This I declare.”
“I’ll sell my story
To some other rag.”
And, I threw his letter
Into a trash bag!
So I grabbed a folder;
Put my story away
Then I sent it out
The very next day.
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