Thursday, 9 July 2015

Dedication- a Jaz McKenzie Poem


My poor, dry eyes are suffering -while-
The computer keeps on buffering -but-
I want this qualification- so-
I'll stay right at my station-perched-
Here on this seat- with-
Folders around my feet-it's-
Coming along just fine-soon-
The certificate will be mine-

No time to say much about this poem!!!!!!!

Jaz McKenzie © 2015

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