Monday, 8 September 2014

a fifteenth new poem...'bastard'

Bert went to church
For the first time
Since he played
Joseph in the
Primary school
Nativity.  He sat
Unabashed in the
Front row. The priest
Asked what he was
Seeking from God.
Bert replied that he
Was there to pray
Burnley stayed in
The Premier League.
Nothing more,
Nothing less.
Bert was a mean
Bastard – his wife had
Bad skin cancer.

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