incoming
you go slavia & I’ll bane
ya for Batman shall return
as The Idiot who calls
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Channel surfers welcome on
board you’ve reached the favour pitch
tea & biscuits bite of tongue
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word of humour mind the gap
border farce requirements state
only stateless dummies pass
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sign this coupon Slave you dig
fifteen years plus overtime
wanna see your kids before
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petrol heads on Zodiacs
caught the series then you’d know
half of Brits would fail this test
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a stool under the fig tree of heaven
our redeemer lives
settles up on time & thanks
all her fools in turn
plus she weeps in coin
bearing Caesar’s head & saves
at the Bank of Rome
when her spirit wafts
through the belltower at our church
people clutch their hats
woah we can’t have that
yes you do I got this chit
from the Holy Ghost
pay the bearer cash
on the nail or by this toast
shall ye turn to dust
the four toffs
silly season held
up by equestrians not
the apocalypse
though with famine war
pestilence & climate change
some analogy
as a music hall
act they neither top the pops
nor upstage the Proms
rule Britannia they’d
huff & puff the house like cards
given half a chance
secret ballot off
course accounting scandal turf
wart to end all warts
another gunk rime
shooterless
guns at corner shops
garages
shopping malls
pubs & takeaways
all controlled
by CCTV
you’d have thought
no it seems
just like cars that drive
by themselves
they decide
who in hell gets shot
crooks look out
rudderless
schools of fish without
bicycles
shooting sticks
clever mobile phones
or indeed
verified
fish identities
swan about
upside down
as illegals who
gives a damn
anyroad
going down the pan
innit like
what we need’s
bring the oligarchs
back the rich
House of Lords
feudalism top
hats & tails
men of mean
blokes in Hansom cabs
calling time
Friday nights
no more drinking up
room for doubt
not a shout
plain authority
seconds out
modern post
read the garbage I have wrought you jest
grammar never was my selling point
such dishonest words make better sense
shaken & stirred
literally it’s cocktail time my dear
here’s a stool though if you’d rather not
never mind be off & take your books
early to bed
me I seldom get the chance to dwell
much beyond a phrase but black & white
photographs with captions underneath
keep me engaged
overheard remarks you comprehend
ear worms in leitmotif I store
up but seldom use my locker room’s
full to the brim
getting down to basics then you want
action sound & fury also soft
porn some triumph failure plus a war
nailed on the door
porno post
arching guns
curve of sword or bow
hold the line
penetrate
or surrender by
selfie pose
never stare
closing eyes you feel
frozen mitts
clamped around
your munitions pile
take it down
let it in
whole or bitesize nips
vision on
just desserts
Tapioca Flo
sickened by the clientèle
rounding off her show
who d’you think I am
Florence quipped then groaned
Aunty Uncle Sam
stomping off she tripped
landing right between the aisles
perfect timing mind
mingled in & then
never seen round here again
disappeared she did
some have said she wed
Semolina Jed that died
heart attack in bed
beachcombing on The Dingle
never mind
Richard Starkey’s drum
sticks no wild
cards the house
now museum still
stands above
Liverpool
Docks & Harbour Board
Land reclaimed
from the sea
donkeys’ years ago
on the sly
by the bye
Ringo’s bedroom yours
B&B
sauceboat politics
some people have while others do not
what’s the key to happiness you got
time enough then sip your blessings no
heat on the spot
make a new acquaintance every day
do your national obligations ship
out with strangers starboard home as
friends
drink as a judge
don’t get sloshed on Mondays keep abreast
handy case authenticity calls
no one lost their job at IBM
period’s all
roll in wearing trainers t-shirt jeans
quit the upskirt racket kid go pop
eyed at lesbians & queens they love
turning on heels
finally don’t end up in disgrace
always have a reason or excuse
plus stay cool with intellectual
cripples & fools
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