The nation was again to be great Return to glories, no vassal state But in fermenting their deadly drink Numbing senses of those that think These artisans of poison choice Claiming to hear the people’s voice Crafted a bitter bitter brew so bad That the people did ask Exactly; How is this better than what […]
by Derek Morrison Now in any space or event Big Brother can watch you vent Whether you’re inside, or outdoor There’s no hiding place any more Meteor strike or plane crash All now captured from the dash And if you cause some offence Big Brother has the evidence A fleeting moment of no constraint But […]
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 […]