WEST OF KINTYRE # 3

 

On the Mull of Kintyre

I stood atop the steep cliffs

On a day so crisp and clear

And looked out towards the west

Where it was possible to make out

Malin Head in Donegal

WHEN I LIVED IN MELBOURNE

 

When I lived in Melbourne

I often used to wonder

Why the Local Area Network

Wasn’t called The LAN down under

COULD I TRY ON THAT PRETTY DRESS

 

"Could I try on that pretty dress

In the window?" she asked him

He replied "well I would prefer

That you used a cubicle madam"

OPULENCE

 

He was opulence itself

With his lavish display

Of wealth and affluence

By means quite ample,

His riches clearly abundant

To put it another way

And to use the vernacular

He was totally Minted

ATTITUDE LATTITUDE

 

Such was her attitude

She felt gratitude

For her beatitude

At ending her solitude

ODIUM

 

It’s in a state of disgrace

Resulting from detestable behaviour

Where hatred and contempt reign

And despicable acts are the norm

Simple pure unadulterated odium

Hatred and condemnation

Loathing and contempt

Disrepute or infamy

Hate coupled with disgust

Pure unadulterated odium

That’s why I avoid the forum

ODEON

 

When I was a kid

My sister worked

At the Odeon Wood Green

And got me in for nothing

I loved the pictures

And I went everyday

It was a special place to me

Of course, it was a far cry

From its Roman namesake

With its grand architecture

And hi-brow classical

Musical performances

But it was a magical place

Where I lost myself

In the flickering shadows

Of movieland

And escaped reality