Pageboy-hacked writer, banal hack writer.

She sure could slam ’em out, the creepy books;
it isn’t worth the time. . .even take a look.
Waste-paper novel you’ve bad luck to see:
“Fountainhead” hack job she wrote for the screen
the banal hack writer, pageboy-hacked writer.

It’s a worthless story of a mirthless man
by this stingy dyke from another land.
Like dog she’s working, but her tales all fail.
It’s a dreadful job; who would want to read
this banal hack writer, banal hack writer.

banal hack writer, banal hack writer.

Each a thousand pages, give or take a few—
she’s a writing bore; prose is weak and blue
mixed with red—not orange but purple’s compiled.
Waste of stands cut down. . .paper made from trees
for banal hack writer, great-trees hacked blighter.

Do some really like it, this somnolent write?
Well, it sold in millions. . .sedates my dendrites.
So I must re-spurn it each and ever year
It’s so hard to take because I think she’s
a banal hack writer, banal hack writer.

Banal hack writer. . . .