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What’s happened to the British who won two world wars
But parlayed away the peace?
Who trekked two continents to bust German jaws
And chuck grit in Nippon’s grease;
Now our forces are shrunk with no ships, planes or tanks
Though inclusive of squaddies in pink;
May we launch our deterrent? Let’s ask the Yanks!
Time for a coronary I think.
Our
statesmen are coddled to lack all belief
Though “values” foam out of their ears,Less sushi and rice juice and much more roast beef
Might soon put some spine in these peers;
Language and spelling have been all but interred,
No one cons or composes in ink,
Grammar’s embalmed and slang’s now the word:
Time for a coronary I think.
Respect
and self-rule are torched like a guy
And everyone’s tupping at will,Marriage dissolves like a short-lived sigh
And children are balked by the pill.
Flat-chested cropheads clutch clipboards like babes,
Disapproving of trans-fats and drink,
Cigars are as outré as astrolabes:
Time for a coronary I think.
Our
thousand year borders – beach, cliff or ports –
Are breached despite Channel fogs!There’s Jorgés, Wang Weis, Pawels, all sorts,
Bayos, Mohammeds – and sprogs.
Cowed and outnumbered, we rip up our fields,
New towns are built on the wink;
Strange faces and lingos wash round the wealds:
Time for a coronary I think.
The
Household of Faith which moulded these isles,
Hoisting the Decalogue as shield,Has collapsed in a simper of toothy smiles
Whilst Islam has grown and congealed.
Now sharia and mullah will curdle men’s brains,
Compassion forget how to blink,
An age of unreason will fall with the rains:
High time for a coronary I think.
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December 2014