Dunderhead
you upset my equilibrium
i said, i had a poem running
through my head
a poem of such sublime beauty
it was full of promises yet to
come
now it, s gone you dunderhead
you walking sack of broken tracks
derailing me like this
when a poem runs in my head
writing it, s self
with in my mind
mercily i have aked you time
after time speak not one word
untill ive sat
for a poem is flying in my
mind ready to be thought
now its gone gone
you you dunderhead.
poem by Graham Russell
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