Posts

Showing posts from February, 2013

Baby London

Image
The skyline steadily ascends As the margin decreases And profits continue to soar One down The beanstalk climber Has a lucky escape I should be dead he sighs But I stayed in bed Jack’s a lazy boy The top of the tower is hidden Shrouded in 12 tog clouds A princess is stranded on the shore She awaits her winged fiery chariot Meanwhile back at the ranch The king throws a banquet You’re a wonderful mother Laughs Jack languidly Catching a pattie in his teeth As the old queen Frisbees them Out over the assembled unwashed soon to be stain removed masses Looking out of his high window Pale face sees red and white cranes Not the green shoots On his desk a beanstalk Creeps limply over the edge of a jam jar An earthing wire - the green fuse The fogs have mystified And the tower has buckled It’s all about luck repeats the rabbi Let them eat horse Whinnies the observer As fire rains down from the sky I should be ded