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Poetry Poetry No thanks it's not for me It's a load of wank Anout birds and bees It's about country estates And observing flowers I've got TV box sets and fake news To wile away the hours I gave up on Shakespeare When forced to learn about him in school When Miss Whatsherface Had me get up and read him in the classroom I'm not one for sonnets They just don't relate They can't connect To my confounded state I can't stand poetry Especially if it doesn't rhyme Dr. Seuss would turn in his grave If he knew I took the time To listen to some hippy dropout Or tightly wound bint Rave on about veganism Or the fact they are skint Poetry Nah it's a load of shit Written by those afraid of life As they moan on about Oberfed house cats or their husbands or wives Poetry it's supposedly in motion But I can never tell Cos I'm always on me arse Wondering what's for sale The formation of words Into a cohesive structure Is for mindless academics Wowed by some tedious lecture Your highbrow wordplay Doesn't wash with me I was never one for bedtime stories So why should I be interested in poetry?

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