I am no poetic fool.

I am no poetic fool

born to break the poetic rule

all year round

not just at Yule

and I am nobody’s tool

I am no poetic fool

yes, I went to school

learnt about the swimming pool

saw the girls that made me drool

went to France – did not play boules

I am no poetic fool

cinematography on a spool

twisted Bath Olivers don’t taste like gruel

I write poetry, that’s not cool

then read it out – considered cruel

I am no poetic fool

write a good rhyme – considered jewel

Kick-back hits me like a mule

In the corner in a brown stool

Stare at spider, fly is fuel.

I am no poetic fool

Perhaps I am poetic, fool!

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