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Upon chalk down, there across yonder
Steel arose to hope and wonder
Steel arose to hope and wonder
Upon chalk down, there across yonder
Steel arose to hope and wonder
When will the phoenix start to rise
from the former glories in our eyes
Nestled within the rolling hills
Dreams of blue and white
This poem's bent and and pretty shite
I bought some half price tinned salmon today.
This poem's bent and and pretty shite
Poetry is SHIT.
Its for poofs and birds.
So no. No no no no no no no no poetry.
NO
A DIRTY limerick at a push maybe.
The arches, glorius, of our Amex;
The pride, to be, for all of Sussex;
Next May we will be in the mix;
At half time I might have a Twix.