0284 A Poet To His Critic, Ok? - Poem by Michael Shepherd
Look, everyone from birth to death, yeah? is
tryin' to express somethin', right? , that
what they've expressed before, OK? so
what we need isn't a ton of crit-shit, yeah? but
a little help and advice would be appreciated... right?
an' we don't ask for praise, OK? although
it's always nice, yeah? but
a little encouragement would be appreciated... right?
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