Thursday 9 January 2014
10th January 2014
Sonnet 66
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to us beggars good Prince George was born,
And payday loan sharks promise jollity,
And "A man's a man for a' that's" forsworn,
And crimper's honour shamefully misplaced*,
And Under 5's Beauty Queens strumpeted,
And Mums' baby fat wrongfully disgraced,
And who's poor by who's rich disabl'ed,
And same small rich left in authority,
And X Factor judges manufacturing skill,
And "brand value" dwarfing simplicity,
And industrial foods making us ill.
"Tired with all these, from these I would be gone,
Save that to die I leave my blog alone".
*MBE awarded to Prime Minister's hairdresser.
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