Child's drawing
Of Nicholas Witchell
However you spell it
Opened a paper mouth
Groaning at the sun
Sicked up the news
Like Wensleydale that had been
Subjected to domestic violence.
The NHS on a dirty German train
Leaves for Auschwitz
Whilst elsewhere an Osram lightbulb
Is beaten into blackness
By a dog in a wheelchair
In a suit
In a state
Pushed by death
In his (or her) slippers
Through a portal
In David Dimbleby's face.
Oh
Please save us
David Dimbleby's face.
Who
Will save us
From
Catastrophe
If you wont will then?
If you wont will then who will then now then?
Now that Sir Jimmy Saville has gone?
