Owen Jones is a columnist at the Guardian
as I was trawling through the papers today
I noticed he had a stubbly photo attached
So all I have to say THANK YOU for your honestly
His boyish good looks are no longer on display
He has a cat too, I seen to remember
BUT
here's the thing as Americans say
The Picture was real, now lacking sex appeal
Usually photos from 10 or 20 years are on display
SO you look to see who wrote like
it usually is an image far away from reality
Influencer look and so on
With me I have a load of all photos
and some newer ones my daughter take
Just so you can all see me as I really am
no fake anything on display
the writing is all mine too
but occasionally bastards say
he did not write that its too good
he looks like a security guard or a tramp
its the words that matter on my site
pause
for pain killer before i scream
20 mins later
slap on hemp from Amazon
300ml for a tenner
Movelat does not work on me any more
Voltoral kills my kidneys 25 now 90 is normal
my 2nd home or office is in the bog
so my writing is my escape
though some of you may wish you could escape me
but amazon hemp works, slap it in
i can be in pain for hours
so i suffer instead of you reading me
then buddy rich on the symbols can never stop tinnitus
some sounds physically hurt too
just like my writing i hear you say
but at least i look better than owen
and my writing is better too
but i look so young I'd need a Guardian
or maybe his cat will bury my stuff
in the Telegraph's garden next door
Because neither of us look good enough
for a Daily Mail, because both of us
are real, or is that my imagination
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