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I Write my own Poetry
on plain white paper,

the ‘Puter won’t do it for me.
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With a pencil in hand,
and eraser effect,
I’m a man of the past Century.
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And, No One will read this,

my own Poetry,
except for the few friends I have.
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I am not famous,

No,

I am a No One,

no surprises here, you see –

I am the No One

that reads my own Poetry.

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But Wait!  if you’re here,

then you need be ‘ware

that No One has been here before.

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(revised 21 Dec 2012)
Copyright 2012