Political poem coming up. Sorry, Tories, I am a labour girl. No nasty comments please, freedom of speech! Boris There are people without homes In sleeping bags, alone Real people not just pictures on social media that you scroll through heartlessly on your phone people the police herd away, with hearts of stone whilst youContinue reading “Boris”
You said you loved me When we feasted our eyes it was love at first sight I could barely see you with my shitty eyesight And your dodgy white dentures gave me a real fright And we would have looked better in the fog at midnight But you loved me. You said you loved meContinue reading “You Said You Loved Me”
Last night I traipsed over to Hull to my friend’s open mic night ‘Away With Words’. It was a brilliant night, with lots of interesting poetry and prose and some amazing people, including my favourite, a rapping granny. Here’s my performances of ‘Am I a Poet?’ and ‘Working Tax Credit’.