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0360 Ouch
MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

0360 Ouch

There are times when
opening the Hallmark card
sent no doubt in good faith,
the banal cliche of a worn truism
expressed in groansome verse

opens one eye,
yawns,
stretches,
gathers itself
wearily
like its alarm just went off
and it's time for work

and lands you one
hard, right on the nose
ouch

I think it's called
humility

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Comments (2)

(It's a riposte to someone commenting on my last, Sherrie... two stanzas whose truth it's taken half a lifetime for me to arrive at in all their banal 'sensitivity'...)
You are in fine form today, IBM.....