Don’t Worry about your Exam Results

So here I type, an alleged “poet,”
Who in 1988 got an “F” in English Lit.
So now poetry for me is more like woodwork,
I hack away at words, trying to make them fit.

Which is a bit ironic really, as in 1986,
I can now actually own up and tell.
That in all of my woodwork exams,
I got an “F” as well.