by Derek Morrison Driving at speed in your insulated box Feeling the pressure of time, your obsession with clocks Now who are these people who get in your way? It’s those lyrca-clad pedalers out for the day. Why do they wobble so, in and out? What are they pointing at, and why do they shout? They […]
Consider first this small extract from the original Death and Dr Hornbook by Robert Burns, written in 1785 (Source: BBC) Ev’n them he canna get attended, Altho’ their face he ne’er had kend it, Just shite in a kail-blade, an’ sent it, As soon’s he smells ‘t, Baith their disease, and what will mend it, At […]
by Derek Morrison Fake News comes the Trumpet call The faithful hear, they are in thrall Wield Fake News to smite them down For He now wears the media crown Apprentice star emits searing light Troublesome truths now burning bright Only He could fix all that was wrong For His people need a leader strong So Russian Bear now declared no […]