Brian Patten read a poem of mine
The universe is upside-down;
Brian Patten read a poem of mine.
He may have said some words aloud
or clicked delete without a thought.
It's all the same.
Brian Patten read a poem of mine.
He wouldn't recognise my name;
it's likely that we'll never meet.
It's of no account.
Brian Patten read a poem of mine.
Now when the undertakers come
for an epitaph to adorn my tomb,
it's here and done:
Brian Patten read a poem of mine.
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