Dear Nick…
I anchor that this application form
Finds you in a good mood.
Don’t be heebie-jeebies I’m not against you.
I’m against people who crowned themselves as kings.

Don’t be willies because I love your ergophobia.
Don’t be skulking DON’T!!! Please DON’T!!
Unless you crowned yourself as a king.
Isn’t it that you are crowned as Poetry King??

If NO then your haematophobia
Will turn into your necrophobia.
If yes you are ichthyophobia in thalassophobia.
If yes let your people know that
Getting triskaidekaphobia reaction on my profile
Doesn’t mean I’m dipsomania for fame.

Expurgate your scaredy-cat and
Re-read the rules with festina lente.
Rule 1 from University of Poetry
Real kings never crown themselves.
Rule 2
Real kings are given the crown.

Dear applicant if your APS meets
The criteria of the rules above.
You are welcome to be lectured by
ProfdePoet at University of Poetry.

Dear Nick I love your ergophobia.
I’m looking forward to elevating your ergophobia
At University of Poetry

Dear Nick accept the application form…
Don’t let your lily-liver give you sauve qui peut.
I want to improve your mumbling complaints
Poems based on bulk of dissatisfaction.
I’ll grant you a free course called
NARRATIVE SPEECH POEM.
Graduating here you’ll be baccalaureate
With a real notability and integrity to lead the People…