Hello Poetry Lovers,
Isn’t this an intriguing title?! And don’t we all dream of having a hot agent routing for us? I always imagine them to have big cigars and tied to two (proper) phones like Robert Evans or Lou Grade. 
And in my case, shake my hand at the end of a performance giving me their gilt-edged card.
So, the lovely and talented poet, Trisha Broomfield 
has penned a beautiful piece called My Agent. Our complete ideal of a classy representation. Do read on
My Agent
My agent will be tall and dark
My agent will have flair
Like John Steed he’ll be special
Be smooth and debonair.
My agent will be courteous
My agent will be rare
Like Illya Kuryakin (although he was blonde)
He’ll have amazing hair
My agent will be stoic
Be brave and do or dare
And much like Simon Templar
Disarm with just a stare
My agent will be handsome
He’ll seemingly not care
Resembling 007
A sardonic smile he’ll wear
He won’t be Austin Powers
He won’t appear all bare
He won’t be Johnny English
My goodness what a pair
She may be Marta Hari
Or Cathy Gale so fair
whoever will be quite convinced
I am the new Voltaire!
Trisha Broomfield 2021
Wasn’t that just a dream piece?! And the core of our fantasies. And Illya Kuryakin! Wasn’t he wonderful?!
Well, hold on in there, we could still be discovered by these golden people.
Thank you so much, Trisha. A wonderful poem.
Tune in real soon, PL’s, where we’ll have the return of the Poetry Basket and a hot review.
Heather Moulson 
I thought I was your agent?
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You are but it’s a dog eat dog world.
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I shall have to raise my commission then.
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Oh no ! How many more Woodbines?!
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Senior Service now. I’ve upped my game.
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