COP26 done

COP 26 safely done

say spokesmen for everyone

they have battled and have won

there is no blame for anyone




billionaires get off scot free

they can redefine poverty

island nations get more sea

deserts are an opportunity




air once clear full of smog

forest felled for those that log

truth is buried in cliché fog

government resort to shameful blog

final communique

the lord is great and has a plan

prayer is your salvation

don't worry about the weather

seek no education




this life is just the prelude

for the glory yet to be

you will be scooped to heaven

and live eternally




there will be no global warming

unless you've been bad

then into hell you'll be sent

just like your atheist dad




you will burn forever

damnation will be yours

because you don't pray enough

and do your godly chores




get on your knees pray to the lord

for his clemency

and may your death swiftly come

in painless ecstasy




and that is the final message

from the delegated host

it's business as usual

until the earth is toast

COP 26 parade

COP 26 is ending

there will be a parade

to celebrate the triumphs

and concession that they made




from the Micronesian islands

the crowd wait patiently

there will be nowt parading

there're submerged beneath the sea




from Europe in the costumes

of dirty brown and blood

thinking of the last year

all seems fire and flood




from the river Ganges

where pilgrims love to bathe

come bloated corpses of livestock

they weren't able to save




California with its fire

Alaska soaring heat

but they still drill for oil

buried beneath your feet




here comes the angry youth

with photographs to scorn

of the corrupted politicians

with catch phrase well worn




the conference didn't achieve much

the excuses come with ease

as the world press watched astounded

the camouflaging of sleaze

Ten young lads from Manchester

Ten young lads from Manchester

Hiding in a trench
In the mud of Flanders
Fighting for the French
One slipped off the duckboards
The sniper caught him well
With a bullet through the helmet
He didn’t even yell


Nine young lads from Manchester
Keeping heads well down
One slipped and lost his footing
In oozing mud he drowned
Shrapnel shells burst overhead
With no where to run
Hot metal tearing through their flesh
Another two had gone


Marching slowly onward
Six could not turn back
Three gas masks were damaged
When they took the gas attack
Bulging eyes and grasping hands
Foaming breath and spray
Tormented and in agony
All three passed away


The whistle blew” over the top”
The last three start to race
Two of them were cut in half
By machine gun bullet trace
The last young boy from Manchester
Sixteen and battle worn
Will be shot for cowardice
Tomorrows break of dawn

suspension

Oh the penny pinchers

the grubby little thieves

that take cash from unemployed

the right thing they believes




and of that grubby shabby host

is one Paterson

paid twice for shoddy work

and nothing good has done




called upon the health ministry

honest of working men

said his pals have found in milk

carcinogenic allergen




and if they will not sign today

a contract with loads of cash

he will release the news to the Sun

or other red top trash




thus they did report him

for lobbying with intent

they must account to tax payers

how their money is spent




the standards committee investigated

and agreed a heinous sin

and he should be barred for thirty days

and Government not let in




when an MP standards are wanting

the Whip is withdrawn

and he can face an election

by the constituents that he spawn




Paterson is still a conservative

the whip he holds dear

and his case is suspended

until new rules appear




the government has a majority

eighty seats they won

they will still have seventy nine

if reduced by one




a new committee will be appointed

if the honest will appear

it is as if this rotten government

has other revelations to fear

cleaning ghost

it is the night of Halloween
a time he came to dread
they said his house was haunted
folks often saw the dead
they say there was a woman
she could have been a witch
that did laundry and cleaning
for the local rich

he heard about the potions
to keep the dead away
about the gory pumpkin
each righteous house display
he heard about the ivy glade
where good souls must hide
the smearing of the garlic
and other rubbish people tried

so as the sun began to set
and the moon peeped round the cloud
he mumble his incantations
repetitive and loud
with his garlic and night supplies
into his den he crept
with Jack Daniels as his comforter
in a drunken haze he slept

inside the house was banging
screaming and a wailing
dust rose off the floor
and old paper bags were sailing
bubbles and soapy water splashed
rags were wet and flapping
dirty carpet rolled up and stacked
and floorboard grime was sapping

then the door banged very loud
as the spirits left the gloom
the sun was climbing in the sky
illuminating every room
he woke up with a hangover
and felt his tongue was fried
then unlocked the front door and
and slowly ventured inside

the house was finely scented
clean so spick and span
no sign of any rubbish
old pizzas or beer can
the old ghost had visited
but was no cause to fear
the cleaning ghost of bachelors
that calls once every year

a trip to the fair

Blind Alice and Madeline

went to the fair

Madeline tied a red ribbon

in Alice's hair

Alice heard of a fairground

but had never been there




she swung on the swing

on carousel spun

on stalls and the contest

prizes she won

she even saw light

as bright as the sun




her blinded eyes

could gradually see

the blind fog lifted

setting her free

as she ran round the fair

as content as could be




she could see Madeline

and saw Madeline's tear

there was no one else 

to see or to hear

the lights of the fairground

so perfectly clear




she was so happy

she was not alone

she wanted to stay

and never go home

Madeline gave her

a red engraved comb




the police car arrived

about half past ten

Alice was missing

not knowing quite when

they had check on her

now and again




A body was found

by an old farm stead

a comb in her hair

engraved and was red

the same comb as Madeline

when she was found dead