A GREEN CROSS CODE FOR THE COLD BLOODED

Said the lamprey to the toad,

When en route to your abode,

And trying to cross the road,

Always remember The Green Cross Code,

Look right, look left, look right again,

Then crawl like hell,

And pray you don’t explode.

A Kind Of Mantra For An Old Friend To Recite When She Feels The Urge To Join In With Her 'Close Knit' Community

All men are islands, other folk are hell!

Leave me be, I do not like mankind.

I only wish in solitude to dwell

Alone with my own intelligent mind.

Don't try and involve me, or you might find

I'm better than you at doing things which you do well

And you wouldn't want to feel you were getting left behind.

All men are islands, other folk are hell!

And you are just a shit, I've not lost my sense of smell!

This clod has washed away, it is not inclined

To be part of the main; it was when you put the boot in that it fell.

Leave me alone, I do not like mankind.

I have no desire to be mingled, intertwined.

I am Sufficient of myself and my reasoned thoughts can quell

Any efforts of yours to leave me feeling undermined.

I only wish in solitude to dwell.

And nothing you can say or do will ever impel

Me to join your crowd of carping fools, all blind

To faults of their own. I intend to spend a spell

Alone with my own intelligent mind.

You don' belong to me, there are no ties that bind.

I owe you absolutely nothing, I shall stay inside my shell.

I am a bitter lemon, so do not remove my rind,

And do not venture near me lest I yell

"All men are islands!"

(rondeau redouble)

Thought Occurring While Listening To The Curlew By Peter Warlock And Remembering He Was Brian Sewell's Father, Then Remembering Brian Sewell Is Dead.

Did he become
Tins of Pedigree Chum?

Paranoia: Something Went Wrong With This Page

Something went wrong with this page

So we decided to reload it.

You were reading something right wing, 

Some populist thing in a tabloid.

Something went wrong, you felt rage,

You thought criminal thoughts and imploded.

So we snatched away the cause,

Gave you a chance to avoid it,

Gave you a moment to pause,

Just to take a breath, count up to ten,

Collect your thoughts and remember 

There's no place for hate this September

Of 2016, on the web.

We gave you time to consider 

And to stop thinking like a pleb.

Something went wrong with this page,

Well not with this page per se,

But with your choice, your wanting to read it.

We think you were lead astray.

But you won't let it happen again.