Michael Ormond: Writer? Right… Er?

The finest poem I have ever read goes like this:

Olive Oil
French bread
Green Veg
Chicken bisto
I love you
Even though
You are a
Cunt head

This brilliant poem was written by my wife following one of the small flare-ups that real life relationships are made of. Structurally it satisfies me. Ten lines seems like a nice length and it is half the number of words which is pleasingly symmetrical. Each line is about the same length which gives it balance. It is not quite Haiku, not quite shopping list, not really anything, but nonetheless magnificent…

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