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A Message to the Carpet Bombers

By Talisker

27 September 2006

Caught in our open mindedness,

Your tear gas words,

Have blinded us.

Your doggerel bombs,

Of scatter fashion,

Scar the runway of our passion,

Pit the field of our ambition,

Wreck the cogs of our cognition.

Thus your raids have grounded us,

Your dumdum verse,

Dumbfounded us.

When sirens sound and engines drone,

We cower ‘neath our ruined homes,

And pray our worthy poet bones,

Be spared annihilation,

By those of lower station.

Like endless talent wannabes,

Who beg the jury,

“Please, please, please”,

Then fall imploring to their knees,

“Make me famous!”

Sows ears of silk are never made,

Your work is but a masquerade,

Your efforts shame us.

Your talents clearly elsewhere lie,

Pack up your tosh and say goodbye,

Remove your curse!

Try not to run before you walk,

Far less to rhyme before you talk,

How can it in all truth befit,

The borderline illiterate,

To write in verse?

(Oli 27/09/06)

Reviews

i can't argue with this
Written by *tinkerbell* (5 comments posted) 27th September 2006

you may be a fat drunken scotsman but there's no doubting your poetic abilities and i do agree the joke is wearing thin so i'll be off now. the bad news is that I think JohnnyD is for real so you may have to enjoy his work for the foreseeable future. (imagine a winking smiley face here)

Written by Phil (6730 comments posted) 27th September 2006

Oli,

You have a certain class. I'll just bet you were desperate to say something far more succinct, two words perhaps?

Cracking poem - again.

Tinkerbell, should you read this, you have absolutely no class at all.

All the best,

Phil.

......... and another thing ...!!
Written by Bagheera (683 comments posted) 27th September 2006

Since Johnny D is a central character in one of my still-unfinished books (see "Childrens' Books"), I might even sue for plagiarism ..... :upset

Listen you naves
Written by william (21 comments posted) 27th September 2006

Now look here chaps. This really isn't isn't cricket. If a young filly like Tinkers can't write a dashed good effort without being slagged off by a pompous prig then I don't know what. Pimms anyone?

Written by ellipinnock (1753 comments posted) 29th September 2006

Phil's two words just about cover it

Well said Oli

Elli

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