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it's been a long winter
where are all the poets gone?
supposedly there is God
in every and each of us
is God dormant like a bear?
it's been a long winter
you hear only pro-s
they write well like this:
She was a real lady
She was no whore
I gave it to her good
She begged for more
why are all the poets dormant?
only pro-s are awake
they sing like this:
My sad blue eyes got a 1st class ticket
And are going away from my
Girl, on this silver jet
I fasten my seat belt and cry
I can't live without my girl
I have to get her back
But the silver jet takes
My sad blue eyes away from her
Wlodzimierz Holsztynski ©
1989-12-14/15