Dear Publisher Sir, most kind
May I entreat,if you don't mind
to take a more kindly note
on those lines that I last wrote
and carried them to you with such care
hoping that you'd make them your affair,
fall in love with them a presto
and print them all with much gusto

But I have a strange feeling
which I can't stop concealing
that my manuscripts, so very winsome
has become to you, somewhat burdensome
Why else would you, I can't help wonder
bellow aloud like fiery thunder
and throw them all in the dustbin
as if I'd committed some dark sin
by writing those rhymes so pristine
almost touching heights alpine
Oh those wonderfully worthy lines
with what flair and wordy designs !

How Could You, Publisher Sir
to trash my paeans transfer ?
Have you no heart in place
that you put me in such utter disgrace?

Well, I'd like to humbly tell you
That I know a secret or two
about that grisly act you did the other day
Remember, your foray into that alley ?
It's all prettily snapped up too
and bounded for you to view
Oh no, this isn't a blackmail bid
like those ghastly stories sordid
but merely a quid pro cos
lesson learned in life,Dear Bro
Didn't I tell you, I'm a cool Private Eye
Hence those lines of mine don't you dare deny
Publish them promptly all very soon
Come now sir, don't act the goon
Will take a peek at your office tomorrow
with more such tales of your sorrow

With all my ample respects due
Hopefully yours, Miz Ewu