Be Quiet
Well so bloody what a woman was on about
poets selling books.
Screw her.
How are you meant to promote your work?
By carrier pigeon or slate and chalk?
We are writers, the last of the brave.
We must make a stand.
Get the MI6 guy on board.
He can promote our books in the nether world.
Get us published on the dark web.
Where the writers will be classed as normal
and living on the Mars.
We are safe amongst the spies.
With not a bridge in sight.
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