When you C …

When you C 

I do something better 

than U 

then you F-

eel its my job to squiggle and squirm 

my way through to doing it fine,

even when 

it could be yours to do just the same.

And when living U was the 

matter to hand,

U clearly planned far more 

than U ever let on.

Only now do I realise exactly how much.

Only now do I realise my suspicions were written

on walls which U built to hurt me so cruel:

a gruel of the POVerty

struck – 

a gruel of the hurt.

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