Self employed I was.
P'raps books I cooked.
Retired on my boat now
And how I look
As I cook
Great grub I love
On my stove
As I strive
To survive.
I'm retired
So no hurry.
Shall I cook another book?
Ugh!
Can't look.
Cos the worm may need lots of curry......
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