Wednesday 13 July 2016

a one hundred and twenty first new poem ... 'legacy'

Dave (and Jesus)
Wept as the Commons
Gave
A standing ovation
And the BBC
Ran on rotation
Headlines proclaiming
Him the Greatest Briton in
The history of the nation, since
King Alfred or from whence
Records began
And all fifteen of his
Fans from Prestwick to
Camberwell 
Met up in
Bury St Eds to raise
A toast at the Nutshell,
Little England’s smallest
Pub, featuring a
Mummified cat,
A pig's head in a hat 
And
Severely devalued
Sterling notes
Smeared on
The walls.

Tuesday 12 July 2016

a one hundred and twentieth new poem ... 'post brexit'

Post Brexit
Boris Johnson
Was found
Luring cute
Tabby cats and
Andrex puppies
To their grisly and
Premature deaths
With the promise
Of what were in
Reality
Vegetarian sausages.

a one hundred and nineteenth new poem ... 'last days'

Dave surveyed
Number 10
For the last time,
A glass of port
In between his
Rotund forefinger
And thumb - Sam
Cam was getting the
Kids ready and
George, pastry
Faced, was searching
For his BB gun.

a one hundred and eighteenth new poem ... 'chicken coup'

Eagle adjusted her
Donald Trump novelty
Wig with
Nail polished
Pigeon claws,
Paused before
Hastily snaffling
A collection of stale
Bread crumbs from
Betwixt her fake
Pigeon breasts.
When she returned
To the War Room,
Benn was still
Searching for
His glasses and
Hunt sat idly
Leafing through a 
Back edition of
Chicken Whisperer.