Crap Poetry

Why am I writing so much poetry?
Over half of it’s crap (I do agree):

But it seems to spread, like this slow disease,
(The one shaking me down onto my knees).

This condition’s a bugger, that’s for sure,
I hope for your sake they soon find a cure.

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