The Most Amazing Poem Ever

I am the most amazing poem,

Of great things that grow from fertile mind loam.

Homer, nor Virgil, nor Milton, nor Keats

Could possibly understand such an amazing feat.

Some may call this poem self-declared.

Perhaps, but they are taste impaired.

Other poets had to call upon the muse,

but when the fates read this, they blew a fuse.

Mighty Apollo came down from Mount Olympus.

He read this poem, said, “How’d I miss this!”

The universe exploded when this poem was written.

The blood of life, with this poem was smitten.

Then the universe came back together,

After reading this poem it found itself better.

That’s why this poem can reference itself.

There’s no space for it on the book store shelf.

One reason this poem stands above,

 Is from writing with the most amazing love.

This poem has transcended self-referential fallacy.

It has done so by writing valiantly.

Don’t compare this poem to any other, it is the best ever.

Now go back to the beginning and read it again.