Saturday, 23 July 2016

Snob's England


Tat and bellies
It's all about monies
As made-up tarts
Play alluring part

Amidst buildings
Of red colouring
That mire the view 
For the poetic few.

No culture here
Just plenty of beer
To drown out the fear
Of what's most near:

The cycle of need
Yoked by greed
- An insufficient feed
For snobs like me. 

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