17/08/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
I am not a doctor.
I would never say I am.
So how do so many others
Get away with such a scam?
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
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Saturday, August 22, 2020
Sunday, August 16, 2020
Junk Mail Prose
27/07/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
Hello Sir,
I have a business to share with you.
I am Barrister Charles Anthony
I am contacting you to assist retrieve
His huge deposit Mr Alexander left in the bank
Before its get confiscated by the bank.
Get back to me for more details.
Barrister. Charles Anthony
Hello Sir,
(I’m actually a Miss,
But we’ll let that slide for today)
I have a business to share with you.
(I’m quite sure you don’t
As I’ve had these things before)
I am Barrister Charles Anthony
(You’re not Charles Anthony,
And you’re definitely not a barrister)
I am contacting you to assist retrieve
(I’m pretty sure a barrister has
Better grammar than this poor attempt)
His huge deposit Mr Alexander left in the bank
(Mr Alexander should be more careful
With his huge deposits in future)
Before its get confiscated by the bank.
(I’d say that Mr Alexander has
Been up to no good, wouldn’t you?)
Get back to me for more details.
(That’s a bit rude, not even a please?
That’s not how we do business, mate)
Barrister. Charles Anthony
(Yes, so you said at the top,
It wasn’t that long of an email)
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