Put Out To Graze Poem by archie langford

I`m very quick to admit that I`m thick
I`ve never ever been clever
I must concede most of that that I read
On Ph just ain’t worth my endeavour

I ask who knows what`s poetry or prose?
Rhythm’s a word too absurd to the herd,
They write words in a way that they think looks ok
If rhythm happens it`s by luck it occurred,
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I`m much too old, a dog to be told
New tricks that`ll fix the mortar and bricks
Of the stuff that I write. As I say I`m not bright
I`m prepared for the stones and the sticks.

Now I`ve turned seventy nine, it`s time I drew a line
I`ve not been ablaze with a phrase to amaze,
Or a great paragraph that would make the world laugh,
So it`s time I was put out to graze.


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