The Babblings of a Diseased Mind

I find the writing of a poem comparable to fishing in the middle of a large lake and your boat springs a leak or falling from a building all kinds of bizarre thoughts run through your head. However if it brings a smile or a twinkle to the reader's eye I have achieved my goal. I have been disappointed in some poems but as I re-read some of Robert Service offerings not everything he wrote turned out to be the Killing of Dan McGrew either.