There once was a writer from downtown, /
Who took his rejection lying around. /
He would open his e-mail /
And read the words: “No Sale.” /
Then say, “No need to get up to get down.”
There once was a writer from downtown, /
Who took his rejection lying around. /
He would open his e-mail /
And read the words: “No Sale.” /
Then say, “No need to get up to get down.”
Filed under 2021, Monday morning writing joke
Tagged as April, David E. Booker, joke, limerick, Monday, poem, rejection, writer, writing humor