A poem by: Ben Dunk. 1967.

        ‘P’

My, oh my!

see the,

alliterated ‘P’,

squandered by,

you and me.

Used in wit and verse,

and prose verbose;

seldom in times of praise,

foiling the master’s phrase.

Where would poets be,

but for dear old ‘P’,

why, metaphorically,

down the W. C.

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