Grimbeau

Quiet…yes, quiet,

unhassled, mild, easy.

This worries me.

I am not used to it…

something must be, or about to go, ape…

No! just mope a trope,

enervation sounds robust.

Tales of village cricket fests, the Archers,

something dreadful called the Afternoon Play,

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A mock enlightenment shower,

the greasing of leprous skin

in beeswax and napalm

(biodegraded shaving cream).

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The interminable William’s sisters:

say no more – please!

Now, the ‘ex’ pretending

all is well in still waters.

*

Told you it was too quiet.

Let’s get pissed to the tennis.

My name is Andy Murray

and my money is on Greece.

Well, yes…och aye the noo!