Guido Michelini came to these shores

and sated himself with a hundred whores.

A good reporter but a total flake

he left job after job in a wild wake.

But he kept writing this one damn novel

and ended up in a wretched hovel.

Unkempt and shabby he let himself go,

the death of his wife a merciless blow.

But never say die he told me today

I am on my way to a huge payday.

This fucking book will justify my life

and then I’ll get the gun and join my wife.