I have the name of this poem written but what will I say?

A journalist’s problem that will not go away.

I have part of a page to fill more or less against my will.

Its quite easy, really, let it flow, hold on and don’t let go.

I had something quite different planned but this happened instead.

I am old but not quite dead.

This poem has zero to do with the title or headline.

Its over, I made my deadline.

Tich Ennis

17th May, 2017


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