Most satisfactory

Always last picked,

Even by family,

Told a girlfriend once I was a writer,

Told by her no one’s a writer,

Yet her son thought he was a cook,

Now the girl is married to someone not a writer,

Why do others get to be who they are,

Actors do a play bingo bammo magically they are ,

The actor so and so!

I have wrote since eighty-five,

Thirty-seven years my validation,

Thankyou one and all,

Nine hundred followers,

Huge virtual hug to one and all,

I dub you,

Readers!

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