Sunday, January 13, 2013

Awful warning

I heard this lovely poem by Australian Doug Macleod on Poetry Please. An awful warning to sit beside those of Hilaire Belloc.

Eighteen months ago the same programme featured Alastair Reid's poem The O-filler.

I wonder if there are enough poems on this subject to make an anthology?

A little b●y called R●bert R●se,
Whenever reading verse ●r pr●se
W●uld ●ften c●l●ur in the O’s.
He used a pencil for the j●b
And made each O an ●di●us bl●b.

Unhappily for R●bert R●se,
He caught a strange disease
Where O’s appeared between his t●es
And then behind his knees.

His elb●w, thr●at & then his n●se
Were sl●wly ●vergr●wn with O’s,
Then suddenly, ●h w●e, alack!
Th●se ●vals went c●mpletely black.

He died ●f c●urse, which ●nly sh●ws
Y●u sh●uldn’t mess ar●und with O’s
D●ug Macle●d

Links
The world of Doug Macleod
Poetry Please
School’s Out John Foster
Related post
The O-filler