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TALKING TO THE WALL COS THE HAND AINT LISTENING
(A FACEBOOK POEM)
How are you doing?
I’m doing nothing.
What’s going on?
Nothing.
How are you feeling?
Bored.
Why talk to me?
Because you asked.
Do you need to tell me something?
What I had for my tea.
What is the point?
To make a point.
And what would that be?
Ham, egg and c...
Sunday 6th January 2013 10:15 pm
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