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There's the poetry vault but I just can't get a gig.
I'm not bothered so I wont have a dig.
There's the poetry vault but I can't get on stage.
I say 'whatever' I don't feel no rage.

There's the poetry vault but my curtains come down.
I say 'whatever' I wont wear no frown.
There's the poetry vault no room at the inn?
all of -my poems- get thrown in the bin

There's the poetry vault, for me its a crypt
All of -my poems- get shredded and ripped
There's the poetry vault, that baby was mine.
I couldn't care less, in-fact I feel fine.

By Dessy Stuart
Whatever © Dessy Stuart