I am no master of prose

I have not th' knowledge

Of a learnéd poet.

I know not Greek or Latin

To th' point of mastery.

I may have studied briefly

Beautiful masterpieces of

Shakespeare, Browning, and

Maybe Lord Byron.

Though copy their technique

Is all I may attempt.

I cannot ryhme like that of

Wordsworth or Blake.

My poor attempts cannot

Ev'n be compared with

Those masterful works of art

No matter my dreams.

One can see plainly now

In face of these facts

Tis' true unfortunately

I am no master of prose.

This poem is about: 
Me

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