(Ode to Lee Anderson)
- guest poem by Patrick Murphy
When I said I hated men dressed in pink
And that women should be tied to the kitchen sink
I wasn’t being a prat, a bigot or fink
I was simply saying what most people think
Mental health sufferers belong in the clink
That’s what our forefathers, bless them, would think
When drivers of cars were able to drink
And animals could die so the posh could wear mink
Stirring up hatred? I don’t see the link
I’m not giving fascists a nod and a wink
Civil society’s not on the brink
I’m simply saying what most people think
There’s only one thing that would make my heart sink
That would force my cold stare to break into a blink
And bring my little England all the way to the brink
It’s that dark, dangerous day when most people think