Stating The Obvious - Poem by Philip Carter
It is March in London
And it's cold here in the town
The sky above is a sort of grey
And the snow is falling down
So what is wrong with those four lines?
It seems so obvious
It would make the common man
Or an academic cuss
Of course the sky is up above
That's where it's always been
And snow falling another way
I'm sure has not been seen
Now I've lost the incentive
To finish this short rhyme
I'll call a halt to what I write
And won't waste your precious time.
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