<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367389" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Next Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My day began, so up I got, with no plans what to do.<br>All tidied up, a brewed a pot, with cereal to chew...<br>I walked to the conservatory, sat down with pen in hand, <br>With paper for new poetry, some basic and some grand...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The afternoon was going well, ten poems almost done, <br>Yes, everything was going swell, warmed by the Summer sun...<br>And then he came to interrupt, my poem from its flow...<br>My word, that guy was quite abrupt, I thought, he'll have to go...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was another poem, friends, they visit me that way...<br>And their impatience never ends, until they're done O.K.<br>I told him straight, to get in line! He scratched his head at this.<br>I told him that I must decline, as writing's hit-and-miss...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I've got five others there outside and each must wait his turn! '<br>That's when the poem cried and cried, as if respect to earn...<br>I told him straight, 'It won't work, mate, I've seen it all before! '<br>He joined the queue and waited late and thought it such a bore! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when he'd read my poem through, he wept with tears of joy! <br>He told me straight, 'May God bless you! It helps each girl and boy! <br>It teaches young and old alike! It's wonderful, my friend...'<br>I said, 'Goodnight, now take a hike...' Then went to bed...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE END...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2012.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Denis+Martindale">Denis Martindale</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=367389" data-title="My Next Poem de Denis Martindale" data-description="My day began, so up I got, with no plans what to do. All tidied up, a brewed a pot, with cereal to chew... I walked to the conservatory, sat down with pen in hand, With paper for new poetry, some basic and some grand... The afternoon was going w..."></div> </div> </div>

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