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but aren't they all random?

Monday, July 22, 2024

Ukklandia Ho

Your flag is bolder
and prettier than
ours. Ours

is artistically
and symbolically an
eyesore! Deliberately!

Hoisted all awful
in battle for strong
stomachs and spines
tight in the balls! For woman
was at home, defended like

some fortress sewing
that damn thing like general
Betsy Ross: the American
Bestie, flagwise.

Yet I love it. True. A graphic
error terror on a bold hard
pole, left out in the storm
to flap breeze, and so keep
us cockled-up and warm

through ice-locked daze,
wondering: could I? No way.

Too tough, those revolutionary
twerps, casting off so way better
a flag objectively...yet? Thought

of the day du jour.
Means Jack Nil
in context. Also:

it's NOT bolder and prettier BECAUSE:

Def Leppard is better than Queen!

Def Leppard simply IS better than
Queen. Appalling. No way Def
Leppard should be better than
Queen. They wanted to BE Queen,
the Def Leppard way! Everybody

MUST SING LIVE. Yet
in doing so, partly
because the drummer
got an arm off and shit, they
just kept going, Def Leppard

outlasted Queen to become
THE WORLD'S DEF LEPPARD
FOR THE QUEEN! Hm.

Since Elizabeth too has passed
her mantle on to Chuck Winsor
or Windsor or whatever, maybe

it's time

to reevaluate this whole "Queen
stank, because Def Leppard rules"
theory, which the whole world
upholds ME wildly in online, seemingly.

What IF
online itself is
SOMEHOW! SELFSAME

WRONG?

Ouch.
If so though,
that capering, rampant flag
you UKklandiars have is simply
best

in the world
white and royal
naval darkest blue
and blood all over
it in stripes red

of a bold interlocking
of vertically hexed diagonal
crosses. You, Yes, you!

Could teach a three-part art
and history class on that Shit!

And The Lep!!

Would barely be half the semester in it.
A huge FOOT NOTE in the game like
Sherlock Holmes, boy! obviously

though the Pet Shop Boys leave both teams
in the dirk, I mean the dirt. With their dicks
in the dirt too scrambling to score some

ancient soccer match
called fooooot bul
shit
sport, but true

the fans have some flaggy
outfits

on

it

...

go dallas

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