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The Great By

February 10, 2011

I’m not as good as the people

I’ve never heard of


And I’ve never figured out

How I write

My lines

Don’t even rhyme

With anything

Is better than

Whatever it is

I put down on paper

Is drivel and sludge

Concocted with sly

Turning of phrases

And words

Are easy to come by

And by

The great by and by

The time I’m done

It’s not even what

I started to write

About time I finished

Whatever it was

I started in you

Will be completed



From → Poetry

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