One day, in the ward,
He went through the few
Books available
With his bendy pen,
The only writing
Implement allowed,
Looking for any
Use of first-person
Singular, striking
It out and writing
First-person plural
Or second-person
Pronouns in its place.
Novels went quickly.
The solitary
Anthology of
Lyric poetry
Ate up a whole day.
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