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Cheque Please

Cheque please You are better than me, You are quicker than me, You are more intelligent than me, Or is it I? See? I am worse than you at everything that I do. I want a vindaloo, but it is three in the morning, And when I should be snoring, I am wide awake. Filling another book, look. It’s twenty something or other; Lost count now. Onto another. Give this one away, can’t be bothered to write it. Poetry is easy. Life is in bits. (C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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