Friday 15 May 2015

Fairy tale













You were the sleeping beauty
And I a shadow – your courtier
On all of our puzzled journeys
At best, I was merely a follower
On our tangled routes I would
Interrogate your mystery, your art
As if some secret formula
Could unlock your frozen heart
There was no hope for me
No magic, no fleeting touch
Could cure my melancholy
And no kiss could ever wake you
Even in the deepest wood
I loved you; you never understood







Thursday 7 May 2015

Vote for us

See that woman, isn’t she fat
How dare she go out looking like that
Here is Ed with his Oxford pals
He looks like a toff in top hat and tails
His eyes are crossed, his hair is lank
Like a teller who works in a bank
See him eating a bacon sarny
What a weird expression – he must be barmy
His plans for Britain are a sham
So meet the Camerons, Dave and Sam
With his polo shirts and shiny hair
Dave’s a regular millionaire
A normal guy with a normal wife
Leading the London and Cotswolds life
Don’t vote for Sturgeon or for Wood
Hardship and poverty are good
Good for us and not for you
The silent masses who we screw
Vote for longer waiting lists
And savage cuts to benefits
Vote for more austerity
It’s best for the economy
Ensure that socialists are beaten
By trust fund boys who went to Eton
By non-doms and by hedge fund chaps
And oligarchs in baseball caps
We require servility
So vote to keep them rich and free