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Poem#12...just a little green...

May 24th RAVEN MAVENS

every week I see you in your jaunty fashion shoots standing sitting sideways smirking on that chair with that hair all done and sprayed in place to match your daffy face churning out your thoughts for us to read by column after column like so many Parthenons do I read them do I ever no, I don’t

never ever does anybody read beyond the heading one line is all to see where this is leading all I see is dollars raining down

into your bank accounts as regular as hackwork jingle jingle every week! I cry every week these mavens cough up light-weight musings, ravings over knitting manners, make-up, food, children, dogs, being rude (seriously, don’t shit me this is not the 1950s) and I am doubled up with envy in 800 words or less I am green as lettuce because, baby, all I see is pictures and some expensive dress you didn’t have to pay for and I could never wear not fair not fair not fair I whinge show ME the money once a week or even once a month okay and I will write you poetry and shopping lists and shit or ask my friend who has a cat and can spell ennui.


See also poems read out loud at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9uLwxslE_VQ-fu-Dw6gdIA/playlists

Also https://www.amazon.com.au/Day-At-Time-Rhyme/dp/0648083861/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=A+Day+At+A+Time+In+Rhyme+Jane+Clifton&qid=1572053238&sr=8-1


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