lovers of Boris

Those lovers of Boris

with the wide glassy stare

still have loads of money

demand the best of care

still can not blame Boris

gasping for some air

cloud cuckoo land

In cloud cuckoo land
they keep no sheep
no pigs no cows
but want food cheap
they do not plough
or tend the fields
just stocks and shares
produce a yield
all food comes cheap
form over seas
so they don't need honey
or bumble bees
but over seas is famine and war
starving children
homeless poor
but cheap food
they still demand
those bankers of
cloud cuckoo land

Scottish referendum

Scottish referendum
now the aftermath and cost
the head of one leader
that fought so hard and lost

with a taste of freedom
so tantalisingly near
time to plan for the next time
and dispel the doubt and fear

all those greedy bankers
bank reforms in much doubt
need a stronger country
to help to bail them out

if their banking had some ethics
and speculation was curtailed
they could thrive in Scotland
let England have banks that failed

join in the discussion
With the EU relations
get inclusive recognition
as a state within a nation

as for the currency
the pound is no use
have a coin called Wallace
hundred Wallace make a Bruce

realign the border
for necessity not greed
bring back old Berwickshire
on both sides of the Tweed

Nae eggs

I have nae eggs from my named hens
I have nae breakfast treat
for the dreighness of the weather
and the coldness of their feet
if there's nae eggs the morrow
they'll be renamed as meat

long grass

should I cut the grass today
or let grow as meant
don't you just love long grass
if your in government

if you have some ethics
and there's problems for the nation
just kick in to the long grass
to mature in obfuscation

inquiry's and commissions
governments adore
old problems and solution
you can just ignore

god on the phone

I can't talk to you right now
I've god on the phone
for all those pesky prayers at night
he won't leave me alone
he keeps telling me to behave
be contrite less funny
and all I ever asked of him
was health and loads of money
he told me that I should believe
a spiritual life perform
yet if he really knows me well
he knows I can't conform

lord of poetry

Orange does not rhyme or scan
thus considered blasphemy
against the true and noble god
the lord of poetry
users of that hateful word
are committing heresy
no punishment is bad enough
for the lapse of dignity
we are not religious nuts
that love poetry
Charlie Hebdo has drawn a cartoon
of Wordsworth on page three