JINGLE ON MY SON!

JINGLE ON MY SON!
A doughty champion of his local culture. (Poet Tom Hubbard)

30.6.07

doctor armstrong

11.6.07

you are the drunk

YOU ARE THE DRUNK


You are the drunk who does not tell the truth;
a drunk man who cannot see the thistle.

You are drunk with your fat mouth,
drunk with the power of your own voice,
drunk with a bladdered influence,
drunk flat on your hack’s back.

You are drunk with sober committees,
drunk with pissing minutes,
drunk with a rat-arsed Culture,
drunk with a blinding self-importance.

You are drunk stupid with your own esteem,
drunk with bloated righteousness,
drunk with your stuffed belly,
drunk with a staggering certainty.

You are the drunk who does not tell the truth;
a drunk man who cannot see the thistle.



KEITH ARMSTRONG

the jingling geordie

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poet and raconteur