Being paid is nice. It sanctifies your work, as it were. Money is wonderfully purifying stuff. And it is REMARKABLE how employers will do their best to screw it out of you. God save the Trade Unions though I've never been in one.
I grow grumpier by the day. Not with YOU of course, Jayne. And Wendy's background, like the sainted Margaret's, is in trade. My grandmother kept a hatshop and my grandfather an ironmonger's. Both failed. I am glad to see both my daughters live off the state (NHS and education). It is by far the safest way. So long as you have a union.
Mind you, a poets'union would be a laugh. Most of us can barely count to ten.
Verses for the Blessed Wendy
Your poetry is funny.
It speaks of Love and Money.
Love comes from the heart
And sanctifies our art.
Money comes from banks.
Give thanks. Give thanks.
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