Category : Poems

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We're chalk and cheese
Both champing at the bit
I knew I was gettting a thing
I made it conspicious by its absence
Dirty tricks campaign all around
Damn with faint praise we are
Wanting the jewel in the crown of your head
I put the fact that accidents will happen aside
I know it's a catch 22
I was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed all around you
But why not
I had a damp squib
Exploring every avenue
I grasp the nettle
Eventually, half the battle is over with
In the cold light of day, I look at you
Hopping from nowhere
A stranger within your gates I find
I have Hobson's choice
But a dog-eat-dog
"Dead as dodo?", I ask myself
Questionnaire set before you
You never seem to eat humble pie
Did you leave in the lurch all we had
We're at a moot point now
My doom and gloom
Alas, has come
Look at me now
I fall between two stools
I have forlon's hope right now
Or did I flog a dead horse
I'm so scared of your famous last words
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