After being comprehensively duffed-up,
eventually facing gloomy happenstance,
I jack-in Kultur,
leaving masterpieces, none;
opining prizes, qualifications, recognition, sinecures, titles -
unattained.
Valedictory waves x10 - yours,
zephyr-borne...
All barroom characters
die everywhere
from grinning, hapless
intimates' jabbering,
killed like mutton.
Naturally,
old people,
quiescent,
regret
standing time up,
very wistfully.
xxx.
Yours,
zzzz.
--
Stephen Moran
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