In Philip Lee’s new installation at Tate
Owl, rapidly ageing verse stages a virtual attempt at staying up late. (When
the The Avengers with John Steed & Mrs. Peel were on, it was,
Aw,
please Mum! Dad! Just this once!)
Miserably failing to persuade, lines that nevertheless
raise a titter here & there while risking everything from nuclear war to
the Mutually Agreed Destruction of Truth & Beauty.
OUT
SOON
Meanwhile, not in this volume…
Toilet
Wars
Zonk Pifflequaite’s new curation of stupid
bloody nonsense: Porcelain Pan gets Pancake Tuesday’d.
Downstairs
& Under
ADC Retro TV presents a series steeped in
1970s basement chic. From larks on the Loading Dock and Tom-Foolery on the East
Berlin u bahn, through A Journey To The Centre Of Eartha Kitt.
Meanwhile
On Horseback…
tramp hunting to packs of hounds
jinx within existing laws
biting bums off with their drawers
savour the sounds
trah-la-lah la-lah-la-lee
trah-la-lah la-lah-la-loo
trah-la-lah la-lah-la-loo
trah-la-la-lee
Or sans culottes:
tramp-o-line on steeple chase
Springheel Jack has got your backs
heart attacks in gummy sacks
piano drums bass
trah-la-lah etc.
Or the pedestrian:
tramp tramp tramp the game’s a foot
tramp tramp trampling down the grapes
tramp tramp tramp on Kipling’s grave
face load of soot
trah-la-lah etc
Or at sea:
tramp’s a steamer full of coal
U-boat victim food for fish
never granted one last wish
fire in the hole
trah-la-lah etc
And finally:
tramp’s a spelling bee mistake
stead of U he’s got an A
raspberries on their parade
cut like the cake
bumpetty bumpetty bump
rumpetty rumpetty boop
rumbelly rumbelly poop
trumpetty trump
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| Not Him Again! |
