Blowing Away The Cobwebs - Poem by Andrew Littlejohn
Try and write it as quick as you
I'm sure you'll end up with a page
of crap no editor would touch
with a pole,
so much crap has been written
in all sincerity,
that the editors themselves
are awash with indifference.
That's why I thought this one
before I could write it.
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