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Is that
I've got a pen,
And a bit of time,
I'll find some paper,
And create a rhyme.
But now they say,
It's a question of meter,
Is that a sort of rhythm,
With the words as beaters?
Perhaps I'll give it,
All away,
'Cos the hours are long,
And it just don't pay.
But then again,
Sometimes in one phrase,
It all makes sense,
In some mysterious way.
Oh bugger this,
It's just not performing,
The pen's running out of ink,
And I've a job in the...
