Wrong
 
This poem is wrong from beginning to end.
Every line is a mistake.

In purpose, this is a lament
Of the decline of the fishing industry
In Cornwall.

But through various tricks and trips,
Every word is missing,
Every comma lost...

It's wrong from beginning to end;
Maybe I should start again.

It's wrong from beginning to end,
A new poem, maybe, then.
In which case, right?

It's wrong from beginning to end
And starting to repeat itself.

By talentedspaniel   (About talentedspaniel)

© 2002 talentedspaniel (All rights reserved)

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