Obviously Lovely

I want to write something clever
Something that requires real wit.
Something about… leather
Or a feather
Or…or…pish never.
I couldn’t write something funny,
even if my life depended on it.
I would crash and burn most likely
and my body would be thrown in a pit.
There it would rot for years and years.
While my peers
go on to become great comedic poets
yes, the greatest of our time.
But then, my name is mentioned,
how sublime.
They’ve tagged me a ‘legend’
in the department of ‘depression’
A-wha?
Bu--
HUH?
That is so not fair.
I was given an ultimatum!
I refuse this fanfare.
Turning in my grave at this travesty
how dare they label me the queen of tragedy!
To hell with them
I will write something AMAZING
in Heaven.
They’ll see….
I’ll make them see
I can be funny!
Haha barely.