Writing This Poem

Sat in the pews of the abbey dedicated to St Peter and St Paul in Shrewsbury,  
facing the alter,
head bowed,
looking for all the world like I'm in deep contemplation,
in reverence to the majesty of the venue I find myself in,
contemplating my sins perhaps,
(not that I have any of course),
in front of he who was said to have made it all,

I'm not,
I'm on my phone,
Writing this poem!

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