richa10 Jan 2006
When will the images come/And where will (they) come from.
A damp day confounds the season(s)
Or so my colleague(s) say; Or so my colleague says;
The whole See such vulgar people as footballers./ Or so my colleague say;/I canât recognise the overpaid fuckers. I quite cack handed.
Sorry if that was fallacious/and I was pathetic. is a play on pathetic fallacy but why is fallacious the correct word for this poem.