The newspaper reporter came to see me today Making many short-hand notes along the way On how long had I been putting pen to the paper Or adding my poems to the internet data
A lovely girl with a dazzling smile She drove out to Wyndham about twenty mile For from Gore she came to check on my game But with a sore foot she appeared a little lame
I showed to her my collection of poems Some bound together in larger tomes And the longest one that ever I wrote About a trip overseas in planes and boat
Now I am waiting to see what she writes of me And wonder if the photo does justice I see That my hopes of recognition amongst my peers May not happen within the coming years.
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