Poem about City : Tale of Three Cities



Poem about City : Tale of Three Cities :




New York blasted London blasted

Singapore -

Ripped off each other's metaphoric balls,

Crumbling walls.



Priapic city monoliths -

Blue-sky scraping bastards -

Shout about their height (but really length) .



V8 arseholes didn't care -

Pumping shit into the air,

So long as they were always there to

Fart aloud a smoggy cloud,

Laughing at the weak asthmatic,

Humoured that it seems traumatic.



Watch the greedy cities oozing

Chair-bound fat committees, though they

Look a bunch of titties as they

Waffle on about the pound.



Ever thought to look around and see

That they were dead?



By
Mark R Slaughter






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