Is the Anti-Pasti Poet past his prime?

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‘Me’ by me.

The anti-pasti poet.

I may be pasti my prime.
There may be cobwebs upon my rhyme.
But, I am still a going concern
And apt to learn
If learn I must
And not turn to rust
Or crumble to dust…
Or even develop a thicker crust.

For, I have it sussed;
I shall live forever
By writing so much
That at least one thing of mine
Will be deemed
Fine.

And still you wait
For that…

G:)

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3 responses to “Is the Anti-Pasti Poet past his prime?

  1. I never wait for it, often find it here amongst the jumble of laughs, smiles and of course Janes too 🙂

  2. you’re welcome Jane 🙂 the G man must be hiding you away 🙂

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