Canto CCCXXVII

If someone robbed me of a spare few quid
to go towards a fancy dinner spread
and offered me a spring roll, I’d take it.

So while you’ll never see me live or dead
down Stratford during that loathsome fortnight,
I might just watch it on my TV set

and hate it nonetheless. I paid for it.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Jul 22, 2012 @ 23:18:36

    Is this artistic disdain…
    What if they had offered you a poetry residence and a fat fee?

    Reply

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