I've Got A Millon Questions, Me Poem by Peter McCluskey

I've Got A Millon Questions, Me



Is this what you signed up for?
Has it turned out like you hoped it would?
Are you disappointed?
Did you wish for something slightly different?
Or something a lot different?
Do you wish you could start again?
Or start from a different place?
Or reverse engines?
How about reversing engines?
Would you like to have a second run at it?
I'm guessing you would give it a go?
Give it a better go?
Maybe?
Or maybe it would just be a different version of the same thing?
Another country, another language, another time?
You'd chance it, wouldn't you?
What's to lose?
Nothing, maybe?
Or maybe everything?
Whose to know unless you try?
You'd give it a go, wouldn't you?

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