You want us to review your work
But only pay a pittance
You won't reciprocate reviews
You say you have no time.

You write these little tiny poems
Expecting large reviews
Maybe it's time to change the rules
To skip them we could choose.

This place was once for amateurs
But now, not so, it seems,
We've widened the parameters
Professionals flood the streams.

The "Professional Reviewer"
Winning all the 'tests'
While us rest go down the sewer,
A Third Place obtained at best.

It's claimed it is against the rules
To start a "recip*" group
But I'd much rather write reviews
For those within my loop.

Now Michael Cahill's gone
There's less of us
To keep this place in line.
'Coz most of you'll
Sit back and say
" 'ts ok,
She'll be fine."

As long as there are no changes
This place will someday die.