As time moves along
I realise
that I may not
have used my moments wisely:
where is the prophet in my poetry?
Are any of my poems any good?
Has it improved my grandma?
Do I spiel-check my worlds?
Have I a decent poem in me?
Why is a squirrel?
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And other questions.
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There, 3 minutes of my life gone that I won’t get back!
Graeme Sandford 