Come, give a listen, let me drum up some fives!
Crumbs are just dissing, it’s for plums I contrive.

Here’s my sesquihectospoof** for AmIRight submission
crafted, I’ll confess up front, with unselfless ambition
which the verses following should give clear definition
in my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission.

Come, give a listen, let me drum up some fives!
Crumbs are just dissing, it’s for plums I contrive.

Now, ev’ry AmIRighter’s spun
this figment for himself:
“I write my spoofs just for the fun,
not for vote/comment pelf.”
And so since ev’ry author sells
herself this self-same lie,
ev’ry author, too, “Like Hell”s
when other authors try.

(And …)
so my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission
won’t rely for landing laud on wit or erudition.
Rather I shall make a plea-for-plaudits composition
of my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission.

A parody that overlays
its model’s rhymes and pace
then gilds the lily with displays
of lexidextrous grace
-- neologisms, puns, allusion --
feasts on 5s if read
but left by readers in seclusion
languishes instead.

(So…)
Save my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission
from a 5-less fate I ask (and ask without contrition).
Give three 5s (unread or read, that’s up to your volition)
to my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission

Come, give a listen, let me drum up some fives!
Crumbs are just dissing, it’s for plums I contrive.

This high fives-slapping game I know
the kids all love to play:
“Up high,” “Down low,” then “You’re too slow!”
as palm is pulled away.
And tho’ such games can be great fun,
please hand me no hand jive --
all I want (from ev’ryone!)
's a good ol’ 5-5-5.

(So …)
Here’s my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submmission
asking AmIRighters to create a coalition
to confer the kudos for which is a plain petition
this, my sesquihectospoof for AmIRight submission.