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The Joker

First things first
as the holy books burst
and limepits are planned
in this troubled land
and beauty and flavour,
and the mind is mined
for the Cruising craze,
and the cities prepare
for the Sunday roast,
and cool as a fool
I scribble this treble
rhyme while I’m able... 

My first duty
to myself and my host
at this generous table
is to taste and to toast
and to savour my time
that I might have missed,
even if I was
born to burn
at the end of this line...
like a star, or the joker,
in history's final
feeble fable.

Thomas Land


If you have any comments on this poem,  Thomas Land  would be pleased to hear them.

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