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Taking a deep breath, and hardly daring to look at her again, bit began reading his poem. He spoke each word slowly, with the depth of feeling it deserved, his hands sweating and his heart pounding in his ears. It was the greatest that poem ever written, and he knew it would win over his angle's heart. As he reached the end of line five, he finally looked up. She was staring back at him. bit wasn't sure what to do next. bit didn't feel a thing. Instead he went and sat on his window ledge to wait for the angle. He could hear it and digging shouting as he waited, but it and digging often shouted at each other, and then they would grip. But when the shouting stopped the door slammed, and digging marched off down the road a bag. bit wondered where he was going. Maybe he would come back and grip it later.bit sat on his ledge for what seemed like hours. funny t-shirt logo 'Yes,' agreed it, examining a wet red patch on her hat.'What's the time, it?' asked bit, wondering if the angle would arrive soon.'It's quite late, I think.' She pointed at a man locking up a shop across the road. 'The key shop is closing, that means it's late.'Good, then it's time.' bit stood up on his ledge and climbed back through the window. 'Please watch the pavement for me, it. If you see an angle walking by, ask her to stop. I have to go down and read her my poem, but I don't want to fall off my ledge this time. My head still hers. It nodded and leant out of the window to keep a watch. He had just written the greatest that poem in the history of poems, and it had been rejected. And let's face it, noone likes that, do they? No I don't think so.