Expertise is infectious
A beautiful, ignorant sun smirks
as we totter, afraid of ourselves
with heads spinning like weathercocks
and hearts beating like hummingbirds’ wings
from the latest socially isolated windbag’s belch:
whilst they practice cogency isolation
we practice living with graphic death.
Politicians don’t see us, loved ones can’t see us
only a micro-randomness is looking for us
scouring the earth with a fine tooth comb
so that in this cosmic lottery,
It could be you!
UK IS HEADING FOR NO DEAL BREXIT DTs
A Welshman goes into a bar and asks the bartender : ‘Have you seen an Englishman, a Scotsman, and an Irishman in the pub today?
The bartender replies with: ‘No, sorry, I think someone is joking with you!’
LATEST NEWS: UK MAY REGRET GIVING ITSELF A COLONYOSCOPY
TRAVEL NEWS: Arthur and Aeneid Déclassé were put off a gravy train last week when it was discovered they didn’t possess any land, and they had failed to pre-purchase a golden ticket for their journey between here and there. In interview, the still happy go lucky couple said of their ordeal, “At least the announcement was very polite when we were being put off the train at Orwell Street Station: we were advised to mind the gap between the gravy train and our poor station in life.”