Carbollocks' first poem
Mother and lover conspired a plot
Volumes of her handwritten verse -quite a lot!
Reading the site looking for clues
And posting a related poem or two.
They created a character out of whole cloth
Revealing as living the woman they'd lost
She'd would always be sick, but would always shine on
No one would know she was already gone.
Her poetry striking at irons still hot
Ironic, given that the poet's in a pot
But they keep her alive with an email or two
And her work is still relevant, powerful and true.
Wouldn't we all like to live when we've died
Few have succeeded though so many have tried.
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