Funny Loved And Printed

I really don't worry
Coz no Nobel is given for poetry
and
Though I’ve composed poems 3750
I am published but unprinted.

Yesterday I read some where,
Each judge wants his share,
Of a printed version,
I said I damn care
For your decision,
In any case when I’m dead and gone,
Some publisher who is not yet born,
Will make a living out of me,
I will be a mixture of lime and salt by then
In the vast sea

So I don't damn now worry