I've had a lot of education;
Onyx was fun music in the nation; not an enemy;
My ATM card hasn't much cash on it;
I tell myself I think I'm not a nit-wit;
It makes me mad; I am my own worst enemy;
My ego is me, myself, and I;
I haven't whittled anything before;
Nor do I have any iron for ore;
Red is the color loved by the eyes of I;
I love to e-mail my family;
Lye, I haven't used.

Now, have you caught on; I'm playing a letter game with
words;
Rds. are best when no cars are heard.

That's why this poem makes no sense;
Senseless is what I must say in my defense.

Endlessly, I had to re-write my letter game;
Men are people I do and don't understand.

Defend myself, I must.
Stand up for myself; Elfish things are cute on a shelf.

Flying is the goal of life's puzzle;
Less or more; Red is the color I often see;
Eeks!  Silly me!