WB Yeats (1323-1657)
The Plough &
The Stars in black &
white relief
triumph emphatically
allover my will
sporting slate black uniforms
parading John Ford
paddywhackery.
Some toothless Barry
Fitzgerald
lopsidedlymoustachioed
does unbalanced
convincingly
in tatty old hats
& assists a terrible beauty
down paradise road.
Tim Peake Gagarin
becomes more human traffic.
Good riddance to guinea pigs.
Smiley’s pupils shrank
on witnessing Stanley
Holloway in drag
(Some re-entry queries remain)

