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Insurance -the art of the impossible
cassell

The pure selfishness of this imposter
 1
still pleading for his sureties.
 2
and always the onus  
 3
the waywardness of the others.
 4
In his de rigeur Prussian blue suit
 5
and primrose button hole,
 6
for christenings, marriages and deaths
 7
he occasionally braved exits
 8
but this entrance had already bore freverent
 9
howls of derision.
 10
And he alone was the dreamer,
 11
realising his scheming schooled
 12
none other than his own impertinence,
 13
the insurance collector
 14
creased again but was not forgetten.
 15

17 Jun 11

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Not sure who this about, meaning one Insurance collector, a priest, minister, politician?  Line 9, borne, yes?  Fervent, not freverent.  

I have no idea what this is about.  Can you enlighten me?
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