Politics

one man band split

…

after the spanners of

      the backstage brawl

over groupies, hygiene

      royalty payments

& who should sit where

      on the coach / bus

the one man band

      broke apart – split up

his left arm’s in rehab

      frozen turkey cold

getting off the calpol

      the benylin & tizer

climbing spinning walls

      somewhere in antartica

his chest is at rest

      in a green death cult

his right arm’s gone solo

      & gospel-techno-metal

it slagged off all the others

      in the n.m.e

his arse is soiled & foiled again

      his legs have formed a duo

they’re working on new material

      – acid skiffle beats

his nob still plays the bongos

      & tours with harry styles

his chin is writing a novel

      & still keeps in touch with his tongue

both his cauliflower ears

      – are now a serving mayor

      left in daventry

plus the right in aberdare

his belly button’s

      on reality t.v

big ballroom dancing

      in the jungle kitchen

in a recent press release

      his head just said

“good riddance”

…

( stop making up your own jokes )

…

mike hunt is hairy

( back, arse & palms )

mike hunt is fishy

( fly & sometimes magnet )

mike hunt is tight

( there’s cobwebs in his wallet )

mike hunt is massive

( he’s seven foot two )

mike hunt is tiny

( compared to a blue whale )

mike hunt is yeasty

( he’s a baker by trade )

mike hunt is smelly

( normally lynx africa )

mike hunt is shaven

( but only on his face )

mike hunt is weepy

( but still dices onions )

mike hunt is wet

( from walking in the rain )

mike hunt is lovely

( he’s never seen on a tuesday )

mike hunt prefers

to be known as a michael

…

let’s

…

let’s write a poem
& bore them all rigid

let’s sing a song
in the key of skeleton major

let’s catch a bus
or a hypersonic tram

let’s collect stamps
from stampeding wildebeest

let’s swim with dolphins
– narwhals & krakens

let’s ride an old bike
– a penny farthing or katie price

let’s paint a scene
an acrylic photograph

let’s eat noodle soup
& stain the linen tablecloth

let’s plant bulbs
( daffodil & halogen )

let’s go window shopping
& buy a wooden sash

let’s walk the moors
& plod beneath the grey

let’s pretend it’s tomorrow
we haven’t got all day

…