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World Famous
He knew he would be famous one day,
So he thought as he ate cheeze and crackers,
Bowl of rice and mustard on the side
So he thought as he did not even bother
To verify with Spell Check
Did not bother with any sort of Thesaurus
(What's that? A sort of dinosaur?)
For he knew plenty of words
Known to hit hard and impress, like shit and fuck.
Yes, one day Poet Laureate he would be.
For a start.
Edmund Spencer? Who's that?
Molière? That's a sort of goat milk, ain't it?
He always asked not to be disturbed
As he was soooo heavily busy
Scribbling away.
So he thought as he ate cheeze and crackers,
Bowl of rice and mustard on the side
So he thought as he did not even bother
To verify with Spell Check
Did not bother with any sort of Thesaurus
(What's that? A sort of dinosaur?)
For he knew plenty of words
Known to hit hard and impress, like shit and fuck.
Yes, one day Poet Laureate he would be.
For a start.
Edmund Spencer? Who's that?
Molière? That's a sort of goat milk, ain't it?
He always asked not to be disturbed
As he was soooo heavily busy
Scribbling away.
Published 13th Jul 2022
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For a competition....
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13th Jul 2022 4:50am
Clever spill very well written with a great delivery. Best of luck in the comp.
Anonymous
13th Jul 2022 5:57am
For my own part, in my life, the longest, hardest, most painful part lay in figuring out how to learn that I didn't not-exist. Borderline personality, Childhood of abuse, Invalid boy, Bad man. Why would anybody want that? Could that be your protagonist's problem? Perhaps you've got it all wrong, and in reality they are lost to themselves. People often have so much difficulty seeing, let alone accepting anything but the warped reflections of themselves they are confronted with each day in the mirror. The journey toward learning to love is a long one.
13th Jul 2022 4:38pm
This was wriiten for a competition following certain guidelines. Do not take any of this personnally. PS: yet, what is written in there is also based partly on some people I know or have known in the past.
Anonymous
- Edited 14th Jul 2022 1:35pm
14th Jul 2022 1:32pm
Oh no, of course not. Never take anything seriously, I mean personally. At least after the fact. It's difficult work, but that's my motto. These are just the thoughts that occur to spring to mind, and OCD like, are posted.
Spencer is one of my heroes.
Good luck in the competition.
Spencer is one of my heroes.
Good luck in the competition.
31st Jul 2022 4:59pm
It kind of delves into what society is doing today with young people and social media. Some can become famous for silly innovative ideas, while others are hard at work, toiling over discovering/creating great work of art.
Good luck in the comp.
Good luck in the comp.
31st Jul 2022 5:04pm
I just saw a clip. An overview of a small area of Manhattan. From a chopper: on the left rows and rows of yellow schools busses waiting for the kids. A few blocks on the right, THREE rows of black SUVs with drivers waiting to pick up the kids from their rich school....Some toil harder than others. Images of Trump.............
