a poem not really about but inspired by michael jackson

of course it doesn't really matter if you're black or white
much more important is what's inside
a banana with blue skin
is still a banana
(albeit a weird one)
they grow on trees you know
make extremely tasty muffins
and share half their genes with muggins

a rainbow of despair
scrub up diana you dirty wench
a phantasmagoric life in a bubble
the colour of money
the price of fame
the hanging gardens of celebrity gone wrong

on the same day
the pop king passed away
a plane flew around the world
powered by the sun
even at night
amazingly somehow
when night falls and darkness descends
a light shines to begin again

gerry howell's phoenix soup: France would be a fine thing

gerry howell's phoenix soup: France would be a fine thing

a poem about politics and dogs

You live under a regime
Life is tough (under a regime)
Shitty escalators (that only go down) and broken lamps
Elections are rigged
Shoes are banned
You vote with your feet

Those ridiculous Ugg Boots
You wear all year round
Your feet must be boiling
But they're just so comfy!

Life goes on
But change will come
Every dog has his day
There's a rota you see
For example
Monday 12th January English Cocker Spaniel
Wednesday 19th August Norwegian Elkhound
Friday 25th December aka Christmas Day Beagle

And so on
Except the Hawaiian Poi Dog
Which is now extinct

Boo suck tyranny
Long live democracy!