Poem: Fine Night

Three goes at a poem tonight – twice I deleted the lot. Oh, but you should have seen the other ones…

If you can’t be good, be brief. If you can’t be brief, be great. Snatch defeat from the jaws of boredom. End on a yawn.

One was about luck, one was about how that one wasn’t much chop. Here is the third. It’s about time it stopped.