(who ate all the pies?)
The Bearded Wonder
takes you down a dark alley
to teach you
to write a degree.
The Bearded Wonder,
shorn of modesty,
man of power
above all.
The Bearded Wonder,
brain wrapped
in shock of hair,
hiding love.
The Bearded Wonder,
Presidential Bard,
Committee Man
so hard to please.
The Bearded Wonder
in joyless covers,
his intellect brooding
over Wor City.
The Bearded Wonder,
arse parked in dictionaries,
barks out his verse
behind our backs.
The Bearded Wonder
wears rootless hair,
could fart in any town
and crow.
The Bearded Wonder,
so chuffed with his output,
comes to tell us
how not to sing.
KEITH ARMSTRONG
25.3.07
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the jingling geordie
- keith armstrong
- whitley bay, tyne and wear, United Kingdom
- poet and raconteur