The Works of P G Heron

Every so often I get an email from a man calling himself P G Heron. This mysterious character sends me poetry which is clearly the product of a dilated anterior fundus, no doubt brought on by excessive consumption of eggnog. If you wish to read on do be aware that by doing so you risk your eyes turning into soil.

Friday, 17 August 2012

Famous Reincarnations I

Witness the portly form of Benny Hill
Return he did as the humboldt squid
Glassy eye that shines from deep
Ogles posh crumpet in swimsuits

Tentacles grope up from inpenetrable depths
A screaming breast and labial shriek
And suddenly
The horde in mania released
To find that beak.

Humboldt squid pursued by throng
Throng in thong
And bronze armour
Lifeguard waving fist in water
Why I ought ta...

Cue Benny Hill theme.


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