FAWKES HAD THE RIGHT IDEA

Our Parliament has failed us

Ignoring the voice of Britain’s

And following its own agenda

In the House of Charlatans 

BONFIRE NIGHT

 

Remember, remember

The fifth of November

When gunpowder smoke fills the air

What a quaintly British affair

Gathering with friends and family

And oohing and aahing with glee

 

The heat from the fire is hellish

As Hotdogs are eaten with relish

But as another hot chocolate you drink

If you took just a moment to think

Ask how such traditions thrive?

As you symbolically burn a man alive

ST CATHERINE’S WHEEL

 

On bonfire night

Across the land

Fireworks will be lit

By unthinking hand

 

And when you watch

The Catherine wheels

Spiral of fire

How do you feel?

 

Is it exiting to watch?

Does it inspire?

As it spins and spins

The wheel of fire

 

Catherine was a saint

Who died on the wheel

Didn’t you know?

Now how do you feel?

 

It was an instrument

Of torture and pain

Think about that

As it spins round again

I TOOK MY DOG TO A BONFIRE PARTY

 

I took my dog to a bonfire party

And he stared at the fire blankly

I twigged as I watched the fiery licks

It was because he loved sticks

In fact sticks were one of his joys

So the fire was like a pile of his toys

REMEMBER THE FIFTH

Remember, remember

The fifth of November?

Gunpowder, treason and….

No, I don’t remember

IT HAPPENS EVERY HALLOWEEN

 

It happens every Halloween when

Enthusiastic revellers frequent

Accident and Emergency, where

Clinicians call it trick or treatment

I DON’T BELIEVE IN SPOOKS AND DEMONS

 

I don’t believe in spooks and demons

I think that should be understood

But there are always more trick-or-treaters

Than there are kids in the neighborhood