Revenge Poem to a Former Housemate

Controlling The Weather

When you swear
You pollute the air
You say you're green
Yet can't keep it clean
You turn it blue
Shame on you
You claim to use hate to punctuate
Your narrative, my will to live
I suspect it's more to hide
A void inside
Or that you're about as articulate
As an invertebrate
A poor ambassador for our race
Should they visit from Outer Space
When you swear
You pollute the air
Turn it ugly and stormy
Where it was blue sky and balmy
Don't walk, run
From those who spite the sun.

LS King 2016

You know who you are...

Coming Soon to A Town Near You...

City Heritage Tour 2043

This blue plaque marks the spot of the last shop

And this plaque marks the spot of the last Library

This is a statue of a scholar where the College once stood

And here is a hologram of the old Victorian pier

To give a bit of atmosphere

Next we have a living museum of a drinking establishment

Known as a pub

You can have a Latte shake here at the end of the tour

Over here stood the Regency theatre

Over there, the Art Deco cinema

Next to it a Gothic-inspired church, would you believe?

This blue plaque marks where the market was

Before it became a block of living pods

And you'll laugh when I tell you

But this used to be a Post Office

Lastly we have a plaque to commemorate the public toilets

The last of their kind

Now we're digitising humankind

LS King 2016