A Poem AboutTime.
It’s about time
that I wrote
this poem.
Not that this poem
is aboutTime;
or about Tim,even.
In fact, is at is about
very little indeed –
and, so, I am just
wasting your Tim
and mine.
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By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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