Doggerland
Thick primeval soup,
teeming in Amphibia,
living breathing gloop
Before the flood one could trudge
to Antwerp for ambrosia
Thick primeval soup,
teeming in Amphibia,
living breathing gloop
Before the flood one could trudge
to Antwerp for ambrosia
Sir John Bitumin
laid it on bit thick
plummy urban sine noble
Metropolitana oiks
crave Mr Softy Ice Cream
tannoys herald ninety nines
mismatch of the day highlights
Am I my Buddha’s keeper?
Verbal diarrhoea
Splat of conchshellness, mind that child!
Too late mate you’ve lost your license.
All because the lady sought pork pies…
After the ball bounce
Ricochets back between eyes
Reeling in the ears
Stumbling, rumbling, thundering
Tenements lack confidence
Disorientated
Blitzed, razed,
Untenable
Ruins
Sigh out Loud
The urge to destroy is a
Creative Fiction
Born of turbulence
&
Friction
Dereliction of solemn
Duty.
Developers pursuing
Booty