See when you've writ your poem,
And sent it on it's way,
Do you ever go back to it,
Later that same day?

You think you could have done better,
With something else to say,
Or do you put it in the bin,
And throw your pen away.

I sent a poem by e-mail,
But when I looked at what I sent,
The things that were in it,
It wasn't what I meant,

The words were all muddled,
They were all in the wrong place,
I hope they understand,
That I'm not a head case.

So I've got just one question,
Do you think it's too late,
To ask them for the e-mail back,
So I can correct all the mistakes.