Circus of the Death Wish Dickhead

Roll up, roll up for the worst show in town
The circus of the death wish dickhead
See him cycle with one hand on his groin
The other with a phone to his head

See him drive the stolen car
With his seat at 120 degrees
120 mph on an unlit motorway
Thinking he's the bees knees

A selfish, moronic, society draining lout
The law means nothing to him
Beyond rehabilitation or redemption
Uneducated, uncouth, unhinged and dim

Give the death wish dickhead a wide berth
He values neither your life nor his own
He's sure to disappear up his own arse
Still clutching his iPhone

A Prestwich Walk

Horse-shaped figurines amid swathes of green
A view of the field where I've just been
My stuttering gait to reach the gate
Of the clough and it's delights
Descending to a blue bridge
Beneath the azure sky
Over the rocky stream
Riveted by a rivulet struggling over stone
then ascent to a church
With the promise of heaven for the faithful
I sit on the fence
Moving on to the village
A takeaway reads "Ho Fat"
Unsure about the menu


Onto the Metro
A link in a chain of pain
Making a stand by refusing to sit
It smells a bit
Of fare dodgers
Reaching my destination
Reaching my destiny
Reaching the parts tutors don't teach
Reaching the parts others don't reach

Green And Unpleasant Land

A social life's not conducive
When you're semi-reclusive
An EU referendum now stuck in a rut
No fresh air when the door stays shut

White Van Man votes with the Sun
Dodgy builders adding zeros for fun
A nation divided, a union on a thread
A country squeezed blue, no future for red

A government feeding on seven deadly sins
Posh boys quaff Moet as the poor rattle tins
Hearts are broken and souls are sold
Greed left to flourish as evil takes hold

A perfect storm is in the making
If the Eton class keep taking
I fear it's already fated
A civil war is being created