Friday, 17 March 2017

Parky Poem

Mid-class girls with
Beautiful bobs and
Boring babies over here.
In the background,
The youth and youthful plot
And thicken over there
And we all watch
This pointless parky kick about.

Culture clash cohesive.
Look on look on,
With hope in your tyres
And admire the
Sports directed
Uniform
And
Jigsaw mumsnet
Uniform.
I must look
Forlorn
Under a tree,
As a bloke strangely
accuses me
Of being CID...
Must be my note pad
I think cheerily,
As upon my
Over-strength
Polish can,
A bumble bee
Decided to get
A bit largery.


No comments:

Post a comment