His day is but a true disguise;
a quiet Sunday, uninterrupted by the doorbell,
unchained by circumstance, freed from fashion,
in loneliness so deep he can’t explain,
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Now, as technically this is a wee plagiarised collage, can you subjectively mark it yourself? I'm giving it ten despite the nonsense in the middle, but with the ammo you had to work with, well done.
Ah, yes indeed, now I see why you said 'no prize' on this challenge, becuse there's never much point in posting a jiffybag to oneself, is there! Fab Michael. It works in your hands, for sure. As ever, your humble servant, etcetera....
Winner of the Contest - but don't tell GGunn, OK? This really made an unusual but effective poem, and it is strange, how it all ties together..Well done, Michael.
An excellent combination Michael, the poem blends quite well! ! Angie