Get a paper
Snatch a biro
From whoever
You want to
Write a line
Read a piece
Oh! How fine
See what you’ve missed
Pour out your mind
Express how you feel
And relief you shall find
Like after a good meal.
Use me, don’t misuse me
Cos you need me and its no lie
For when I cry, poetry cries.
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