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Art is a waste of time, my dear
It bears no financial gain
You shall be crippled and withered and shrivelled
Your talents down the drain
Don’t waste your time with art, my dear
You are only seventeen
With your whole life laid out ahead of you
(whatever that does mean.)
Art is a waste of time, my dear
It won’t make you any money
And that is the most important thing in life
More so than finding a honey.
Art is a waste of time, my dear
Those strums are good for fun
But you’ll never make a living out of singing
or pouring out satirical puns.
Art is a waste of time, my dear
So cart your dreams to the shelf
Leave them stored and waste more time
Doing something else.
5th July 2015
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My poetry collection is FREE to download from a range of digital stores: https://books2read.com/artisawasteoftime
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