Food is Love
Bury your knee at wounded heart
marry a buffet saint
Nigella’s got
Two black eyes
Mary Berry ain’t.
Grimbeau
Scroodles
October 3, 2014
October 3, 2014
Arrested Development
I toyed a while with Jeremy Kyle,
And took the lie detector.
I ate his face and it tasted vile;
My name is Hannibal Lector.
October 3, 2014
Luvvies
Lucinda Drama & Brian de Palma
Met up on the set of ‘Nice!’
‘Your face,’ she said
‘Is full of dread
And your head
Is riddled with lice.’
October 3, 2014
Mugg
Mugg, the failed suicide, is escorted
to her coiffeur for a ruffle & snip,
natters, buns, and Tizer too.
She is weak of leg and mind, partakes
of unlethal foodstuffs;
prawn cocktail sausages,
bananas in anchovy sauce,that kind of thing.
When she insults the trees they turn away
knowingly, to whisper disapproval
to the concubine breeze.
Sympathy is like gas
and tears:
a finite
commodity.
Grimbeau 