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Understanding My Muse

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    I’m giving up on poetry
    Nobody likes my stuff
    My friends all moved away or died
    My toilet paper’s rough

    And just last week my darling wife
    Demanded a divorce
    I’m living in a cardboard box
    My armpits smell like horse

    Alas! I can’t keep writing this
    I know myself much better
    Who wants to wear a hair shirt when
    You’ve got a comfy sweater

    And why would I go wallowing
    In tarpits of despair
    When I could write a goofy poem
    And find some joy in there

    To understand my poetry
    You therefore need to see
    It’s not too deep, it’s not too wise
    It’s simply fun for me