Lolita

Little darling, where have you been?
Playing on the village green?
Something hidden in between
Is beautiful and so obscene!

I have to pray to God on high
Before I look you in the eye,
I have to pray to God on high
To let me die, let me die.

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Jade Goody and the Unsung Heroes

One day I went to the Cancer Clinic -
It made me sad, but perhaps I'm a cynic,
I didn't believe what the papers said
Milking emotions about the living dead!

Jade, Jade,
You had it made,
There are millions like you
And they don't get paid! !

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Changing-room Blues

Trying to get yourself dry
And put on your clothes as quickly as possible,

Feeling very shy
And not wanting to expose your genitals,

And avoiding the hungry eye
Of the pervert in the corner,

It'll be a long time before I go swimming again! !

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Unacceptable Behaviour

Words you said
Made something snap inside my head.
Later I hunted you down
And found you in the market place.
We stood there face to face:
I punched you twice -
You doubled up and fell to the ground.
It wasn't very nice
But I think you deserved it.

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A Comment on the Publication Of Tony Blair's Memoirs

Money is no recompense
For human lives lost in a war,
It really doesn't make any sense,
And just what were we fighting for?

The Weapons of Destruction lie
Made many British soldiers die
And thousands of Iraqis too,
And a lot of this comes down to You.

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Lachrymae Christi

I saw your passionate eyes
Lost from the cradle of night,
And I turned away from your tears
That bled in the clear blue sky:
I wanted to run away
Because your body was filled with light,
But I couldn't escape from your arms
When you held me, my Redeemer.

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Lonely Internet Poet Seeks.....

Is there anyone listening?
(I thought I heard voices)
Is there anybody out there?
Or are there no words?

THERE ARE NO WORDS! !

No words,
The blood from stone,
Eyes turned upward sick with fear,
And dead stars wandering briefly in a lost universe.....

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A Letter from the Taliban

We cannot set our daughters free
Like the whores in your Democracy.
If I saw my daughter wearing jeans
I'd shoot her in the thigh -
She's been reading Western magazines
But really she deserves to die.
How deeply we detest
The freedom and the glamour of the West.

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Wendy Cope's Bank Statement (in answer to her article in the Gaurdian Weekly)

Wendy Cope
You have no hope
If you think the Muse will make you rich,

You may get fame
And make your name,
But the little lady is a bitch!

Whate'er you do
When writing verse
Won't earn you any money,

The joke's on you
And what is worse
It isn't very funny.

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All Shall Be Well?

'All shall be well
And all shall be well
And all manner of things shall be well, '
Said Mother Julian,
Which is all very well
If you're a mystic,
But how can you tell
That to someone
Who's dying of starvation?
The Road to Hell
Is paved with comforting phrases!

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