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before cheese
here
we go again again
accidents
are best designed in labs
till
they are we must put up with dash
cams
retirement plans & truth be told
lottery
scams
earthquakes
are of course another thing
chasing
whirlwinds crops its share of lives
ol'
Vesuvius will certainly
crumble
again
when
the human factor's factored in
Murphy’s
Law of probability
overstates
the obvious a gun
has
to go off
missiles
tanks & hand grenades exist
not
to sit forever playing cards
slap
& tickling pin-ups on the arse
nothing
resists
speaking
plainly like the Mafia boss
things
get broken clumsy me you should
always
be insured my friend play safe
double
or quits
rhubarb
that lot couldn’t lace their boots
call
them patriots don’t overlook
Margaret
Thatcher's wartime record she
partied
so much
earned
a poor-show 3rd at Oxford while
aunty
Frances made munitions Mum
joined
the ATS & Rita wore
farm
overalls
Dad
was lame but volunteered twice
stranded
back in France he had to walk
coast
to coast to find a ship once home
switched
to the Raf
workers
love their country right enough
never
mind your national anthems flags
marching
up & down or saying prayers
voted
for health
education
jobs for all & not
Churchill's
2-faced iron-curtain act
earned
themselves more than a coconut
God
could they fight
electric
swainsong
beware
of geeks bearing gifs
the
Trojan horse cocks its ear
click
on it
wait
a bit
then
watch your files disappear
a
ship o’fools gathers there
hamburgers
Ferris
wheels
&
roars of bikes over cliffs
it's
just a day out for Des
who'd
sooner be home on screen
surfeiting
anything
reality’s
not their scene
they
can’t escape password's been
erased
a go-go ago
rumbles
of
scrambles
off
Endymion
shoulda know
after
cheese
undercover
piece
what
another god struck teen in black
head
to foot who bids me move aside
almost
quip she's got some cheek to ask
dressed
like that I’m cool though fuming deep
down
cos balanced on my toes while she's
sitting
pretty mind the heaving bus
worked
from dawn to dusk it’s 10 pm
ought
to offer me her seat & stand
only
I’d decline still got some pride
age
before beauty they used to say
youthful
rebels 40 years ago
didn't
hide their faces wore no bras
marched
against the boys & toys of war
we
were at their sides of course hands off
this
lot chuck themselves at gunmen's feet
ain’t
no hide without a seek don’t care
what
belief those robes conceal in plain
sight
the game is on to take them down
civil
servants fought the law against
trouser
wear when skirts were de rigeur
women
facing exile loss of perks
even
sacking only 20 years
back
one might have been her ma for that
matter
half their types are from good homes
someone’s
put her up to sneaking out
draped
in darkest matter as if just
there
to say she should be seen not heard
why
go anywhere in public stay
home
and be invisible she should
be
ashamed of carting round those looks
say
all men were rapists in her mind’s
eye
just as this strange taboo implies
then
I’d credit her immunity
but
I don't believe we are it’s true
self
control is part of growing up
older
men are usually less
trouble
yet for her to just declare
it
like so affronts the youngsters who
don’t
deserve aspersions being cast
can't
she be herself without this black
mark
she strikes against all men in France
home
of liberty they cannot dress
up
& down like so but show their clocks
maybe
she's a terrorist in drag
automatic
weapons under wraps
if
she hadn't challenged me to move
my
poor arse I'd left the girl to stew
overdressed
& isolated as
suits
a self obsessed regressive soul
who
the hell am I to criticise
wearing
skinny jeans at sixty-three
bald
& pony-tailed I sport a pot
belly
full of peanuts crisps & wine
piece
of work of me to point a pen
I
surrender shouldn't cry object
shun
all judgement never carry-on
I
apologise for being there
should
have driven left the bus to those
bold
enough to live without a care
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