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I wondered lonely as a poet
in the streets around Bryn
I'm thinking of a poem
that I might enter in.

It not that I'm a writer
though I'd like to be in time
Its just a thing to do at night
if I can get the words to ryhme

so I take my pad and pencil
as I walk around the streets
and people gawp and stare at me
so I keep away from't leets

and after several hours
not a word I've written clear
I get meself off back to wom
and try again next year