Send me a query, the agent said,
The writer, he winced in dread,
Don’t be dull, pass on vain,
And don’t forget, include your name

Don’t you know, can’t you see?
I can spin a tale like a silken tree,
Bring you low, to take you high.
Make you laugh, or make you cry,

I can make it short, or go for long,
In a hurry, I can write you a song,
But what you ask, cuts like a knife,
I can’t write a query, to save my life