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IT (following a poem by Peter Kocan) We used to talk about It quite a lot: Men often do, gathered round a bar, It's always been a fascinating topic, That's provided entertainment from afar. We wondered what It would be like to meet, Sometimes regretting, somewhere deep inside That we were born too late, too far away. We wouldn't meet It, even if we tried. It had become quite discriminating lately About who It would honour with a meeting. It wasn't always so. Our fathers, for example, Obtained no great distinction from Its greeting. We thought that we might meet It years ago, But the ...