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Perfection in a word
beyond my realm?
it is the prize the Golden fleece
and so I write with blunted pen
scribble with a twisted nib
to find a Zanadu and not just blurb
a synonym that spells superb
poets corner epitaph
lead on stone, forever last
as god has carved its thread
written on from birth till death
it is the prize the Golden fleece
and so I write with blunted pen
scribble with a twisted nib
to find a Zanadu and not just blurb
a synonym that spells superb
poets corner epitaph
lead on stone, forever last
as god has carved its thread
written on from birth till death
Published 21st Dec 2022
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