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enter the readers

eating pickled eggs

in cheap tweed

or turquoise shell suits

glue sniffing them

probably all cousins

maybe half a dozen

on a good day’s stretch

they of cheddar breath

& barrow boy barnets

keen taxidermists

& amateur phrenologists

joy rides in milk floats

bicycle spokes

worn like badges

on the fronts of their berets

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( author notes )

i’ve been away for a few weeks
in the south of england
& the west country too

& it’s all kicked off in the meantime
you must know what i mean
the age old conflict

has reared its ugly head again
& people have been losing their ess
online & at the many protests

throughout the world
as the media insists we may be
on the brink of world war 3

– you know what i’m talking about
but whose side am i on?
everyone has to pick a team

so what is it to be?
heinz tomato ketchup
or h.p brown sauce?

& the answer is both
plus own-brand brown sauces
& daddies ketchup

plus salad cream
mustard, mayonnaise
gravy, chutney & jam

the more condiments – the better
i refuse
to lose my mind over this

so i ignore this divisive pantomime
& carry on
writing bollocks

( amen )

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