Mayor Michael Bloomberg - Artistic Freedom lyrics

April is the cruelest month, I've heard a poet say But not for me because there's Poem in Your Pocket Day Each year, I get to publish my new verse – it's quite a perk Too bad reporters always ask me to describe my work Oh who knows? Here goes… My stuff's not like Dickinson – or Gertrude Stein I'm not a new Longfellow, though he's just fine I don't write like Whitman, I don't rhyme like Pope I don't sound like Ezra Pound (or so I hope) My work's not like Chaucer or Baldwin or Hughes My poems aren't like Emerson's or Angelou's I'm not Robert Frost – though we share a few traits And I am not Keats (which does not rhyme with Yeats) My style isn't Wordsworth – that's not what it is Nor is it like Browning (Not Robert or Liz) It's not Dr. Seuss. It's not Mother Goose. I just can't describe it – I have no excuse But hey! That's okay…. I'm Bloomberg! Not Ginsberg or Sandburg, you see I shouldn't be T.S. i can't be e.e. I won't ever rhyme like Muhammad Ali I'm me In NYC So I'm free To be anything I want to be And that is the note I'll end upon New York New York! Write on Write on!