Ode To The Odes I Have Yet To Write Poem by Pickled Cabbage

I'm sure they're gonna be great,
Those odes I've yet to write,
Though I don't intend to create,
The odes, I have mentioned, alright?

I'm not going to write about three poems,
Just for this one ode,
That would only show them,
I have a lot of time on my toes.

But, I'm sure I'll write some more,
Some of them won't even rhyme,
Because I can do what I want.

That's all I've got in the present
But it is yet to be finished,
Though if my odes you resent,
My spirit shan't be undiminished.

The fact I have to wrap up this ode,
Is really horrible, gloomy, and sad,
I've decided while in my abode,
I won't write an ode about that.