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It's difficult to understand how, in this age of information, poems
that merely miss the mark can be tossed into the cold world to fend for
themselves, only to whither and be forgotten.
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It's just about that time of day,
Still warm and sunlit,
When I produce my amazing ooze.
Rob Shields has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Rob's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Rob's latest works: