The Critic
the critic,
is badly disguised
has no stance,
but waxes lyrical
their words a merry dance
the critic,
is ill qualified
and cannot really define at
they toast those,
who to them, open doors
the critic,
with unknown horror they pen
their pen is the greatest fiend
from line to line
it never ends
the critic
makes do as the criticised
let them do something better
something that cuts them down to size
with opinions and views
i find their standpoints
so nocturnally blue
James Garratt – December 2000
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The Critic (Originally Untitled) – Written December 2000 (Aged 25)
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