Ernest and F. Scott

Didn't pay their dues

To be sure

They had miserable

Self-indulgent lives

But that came mostly

After their greatness

When others

Drunk on their celebrity

Tempted them

For those who believe

Writing is a craft

To be worked slowly

In the dead of night

Draft after draft

Year after year

Their example must be

Especially cruel

God struck both men

With greatness

In their twenties

So save your plane tickets

To the cafes of Paris

Throw away your books

About Gertrude Stein

And the Lost Generation

Cancel your courses

On creative writing

Go outside

Grab a lightning rod

And pray

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