| Poem As Exhibit 'A' If I'd made it as a pop or rock star, an actor, or excelled at study to become a famous politician, this would'nt be necessary, for my 'known' name would spring any publishers door - shift shit loads of books; why, even the infamous are sometimes feted. Still, I'm not bitter, now, excuse me while I pack this holdall, drain this bottle, count these 'rounds'................. |
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