USS
Brinkman
throwing
folks from choppers keeps you young
villains
rivals honest Johns they say
fascists
dine with bankers eat the same
pie
in the sky
years
ago the word was censorship
agents
stroked your privates with a pen
blacking
out the secrets hence the quip
read
between lines
now
the state keeps backward awkward truths
safe
from prying eyes with I-pad blots
electronic
finger paint for spooks
who've
got the lot
never
mind what others think just hit
Moscow
every day with letter bombs
fucken
swear on prime time fart & twit
kill
the beguine
all-in-all
a talent pageant great
moves
to cut & paste or just redact
no
one cares what went down yesterday
who
gives a fact
read
the
unseen publications act
for
full disclosure
on
the indifference peddling scandal
still the fight of the century
from
the red corner Kim Young-John comes equipped
with
the very latest tried & tested
nuclear
weapons
&
from another red nook our very own Chump
bristling
broken warships & sacked
admirals
looks encouraging
on
the boys shuffle to size each other up
trading
insult cards like true
blue
vets of Pokemon
but
before the bout takes off the ref's
green
hanky cuts the air & off
he he he goes at issue
elbows
jutting this way & that
knocks
both boys clean out I tell you
this fight is the greatest swizz in history
fudge
meet
potted crab
the
ocean that
sticks
between your ears
East
Prussian blues
concentration
camp accountant's wife
twenty-four
two daughters baby son
undecided
would more cabbage leaves
fit
in the pan
children
cough a smell pervades the flat
one
poor neighbour hanged herself for less
curse
those hounds & what they're barking at
weather
is death
stoking
dawn to dusk the peevish grate
poke
it all she will that Polish coal
chokes
the flue its unforgiving heart
blacker
than snow
brooding's
out they say shape up young lass
you'll
be screeching gypsy songs or else
wailing
like some barefaced old Jewess
cancel
the hearse
carry
on they'll keep their promises
peace
will come with justice truth & yes
extra
cabbage German sausages
life
could be worse
Starbucks
Martyr
by
Ines
Gallic
fly swatter's blues
cities
tickled pink by sink hole puns
countries
glad to vote for less or worse
planets
winding up by dwarfing suns
alt
universe
lotteries
roll decades on not weeks
billionaires
fight holy wars for crumbs
gods
neglected even by their priests
stock
dithyrambs
laws
of physics bilked by demagogues
criminals
sublet their cells to cops
politicians
sing in praise of rogues
topping
the pops
landscapes
traded up for Google glass
goggles
worn at night by garden gnomes
fishing
scams reel in iconoclasts
Aussie
White pomes
duels
fought by poets waving flags
swindlers
building hospitals on dimes
homeless
sleep on cash filled shopping bags
reason
in rhymes
- Archie Locost
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