This was to be
The penultimate poem
OK
I know it does not flow
But bugger it
You know
How carefully I avoided
That attitude stuff
My words
Meant less
Than meaningless column inches
If you so decree
I’m like stainless
Teflon Ted that's me
Named
In so many lady's quarters
He was shorter and fatter
I think you will agree
I don't do attitude
That's not me you see
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