I thought I would
This week, perhaps
Compose my verses
ALL IN CAPS
To show my thoughts,
As I conceive them
And just how deeply
I believe them
Those rappers all
Are ardent chaps
And I suspect
THEY RAP IN CAPS
Alas, I find
Of all I’ve written
I’ve chewed on less than
I have bitten
Despite my massive lexicon
I can’t write with THE CAPS-LOCK ON
The reason this
Has been so tough
I find that I’m
Not mad enough
My life, its seems is too complete
When I check in, I get a seat
My rage goes largely unprovoked
My clearances were not revoked
My passions are so undefined
They’re neither bold nor underlined
Well, where then did my outrage go?
I’ve learned to live by laying low
From fury I am far remote
I’ll write as e e cummings wrote
And so, I will not write in CAPS
Unless, of course, I have a lapse
