Book 3, Self-Published

I used self-publishing saving much
But with no review, edit or such
It is there perfect, never trampled, pristine
Like powdered snow, that’s never been seen
Not a single comment, not a single buy
No publisher, no editor, no-one but I
To blame, and no value yet, not a single star
In a way it is absolutely perfect thus far 
Nothing but a feeling of completion for the third-time
Of my passionate thoughts and occasioned rhyme