Rhubarb, Rhubarb! Poem by Peter Vealey

Rhubarb, Rhubarb!



Rhubarb, Rhubarb!
Seems like a lot of people
Talking
Gibberish.
Conversations nose diving into
A lethargy of contrived outcomes.
The outlook is messy
Not awakened.
Others will be informed,
But when we
Deem it necessary to
Ignore you! ,
We will!
Gobblygook is always misunderstood
By the public.

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Peter Vealey

Peter Vealey

Hertfordshire
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