The Kind of Poet I am

Some people would say I have no style
kinder ones say I have no particular style
some people would say I have no class
kinder people could say He's in his own class
I consider myself to be classless
but certainly not ass-less

I'm a workhorse
I am a war horse
sometimes a wounded horse
but never a donkey
 
I am a dreamer
wide-eyed like a lemur
sometimes a screamer
but never a monkey
 
I enjoy offending
I am not for bending
sometimes pretending
but never clunky
 
I am irreverent
and such a discontent  
sometimes irrelevant
but never all spunky
 
 
with rules, I do not comply
I am high on my own supply
but sometimes I  cry
but never a junkie
 
I'm happy and sad
the good and the bad
joyless and glad
I am not jack the lad
I am Angelina's Brad
I put the mad into mad
annoying a tad
cool and rad
old man and lad
a hope that was had
I once was a dad
but that was a fad
I am so not a cad
in armor, I'm clad
I'm a poet for all seasons
with all the right reasons
to know it
I am the Poet