Sunday, 9 February 2014

The Cut of Your Jib

When the pain from a broken rib
deepens like loss, they sympathise
with both ears, and puppy-dog eyes:
they all love the cut of your jib.

When your interjected ad lib
cracks up the room, someone reports
they’ve heard you tell that joke before:
most folk like the cut of your jib.

When there’s no more ink in your nib
and your narrative’s all dried up,
some rum bugger’s sold you a pup:
no-one ♥s the cut of your jib.

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