(the case against censorship)
I am Enlightened Man.
I like a mucky tale.
I’m opened up to everything.
Porn is my daily mail.
I eat Sid Baker’s bread.
I drink his morning tea.
Only onion can make me cry.
I work in a factory.
I don’t like writing letters.
I read my daily rag.
I go to bed at any old time
With any old willing slag.
I don’t believe in marriage.
I’m selfish to the guts.
Compare me to that randy dog?
I’ll beat him where he ruts!
Tell me to look at culture,
I’ll tell you to fuck your arse.
I like a good old bundle
And a bit of broken glass.
I did my lot of schooling,
But what’s the good of school?
I like to diddle tax and state
And kick down any old rule.
I go to demonstrations.
I’m for this women’s lib.
Abortion strikes me as the end
Like writing without a nib,
And that’s why I’m in sympathy.
I like a bit of blood.
Kill whatever moves and grows;
Convenience is good.
Some prigs’ll say society
Is killing the sensitive man,
But who wants that sort anyway?
Just a bit of cunt and ham.
And like the Spartan she-goat
That suckled all her young
Just so she could see them go
To war and then be hung,
We’ll suckle ourselves to spite the world,
And by the world we’ll die,
Not in a state of ecstasy
But like the bluebottle-fly.
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