Thursday, May 26, 2016


Printing out 400 pages
of my poems
I think of a fishmonger
counting out his chips
and a bricklayer
counting past bricks.

'Jeeze, look at all these poems
I have to print!' I mutter,
to which my wife replied -
'You're lucky to have 'em!'

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