Dear Applicant

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One hundred and thirty seven pence

The landlord will not debate

Or differentiate

Between my twenty summers

And twenty springs

And others’ twentysomething winters

And their twentysomething springs

I pay my rent, but first

Pay my good mind as a labouring entity

The bottom line must be precise

It cannot afford recognition of like-for-like ability

Sustenance never fails to forget my birthday

I am worth one hundred and thirty seven pence more in May