The author did all that was asked and now could not wait
Manuscript in hand, query letter, etal he awaited his fate
Now he stood in awe at the mighty golden publisher's gate
He waited and waited, this delay would certainly make him late
Once, twice three times he knocked with all of his might
A small bespeckled woman answered that was half his height
Who are you the author asked as he adjusted his sight
I am the gatekeeper agent and to gain my favor is your first fight
Go hone you craft before you come before me
The author says how do you know about something until you see
At that moment a starlet stumbled through the gate with glee
The agent said that my friend is what pleases me
Hold on, wasn't that person just in jail for a DUI
Don't be negative, that will never fly
Just then an author was usered out and told goodbye
She didn't pave the streets with enough gold, she said with a sigh
The author looked up and almost wanted to cry
Then he spotted a familiar face, a fellow author from the inside waved hi
Two months ago he was on the outside looking in
He thought, I'm a better writer than he's ever been
Gatekeeper, how did Sid get inside, he asked with a grin
Oh Sid, I pardoned him from a special sin
His own book, he produced and sold
The nerve of someone so disrespectful and bold
Then we saw that his "book" was taking hold
So we decided we wanted some of that self-minted gold
With our big presses we could print many thousands more
With our distribution Sid's books would be seen shore to shore
Sid gladly signed because he would have fans that would adore
Besides the advance we gave him was at the floor
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