I have just watched a movie

That supposed that France

Was hit by cold polar air

During its hot summer months

Although far fetched

It is a fascinating concept

Yet it is exactly what England

Is enduring at present

This upsets me greatly

The countryside is dull

It is already accepting autumn

The beaches are empty and cool

With only the murderous fishermen

Hunting the innocent creatures of the sea

I wish them all to drown

The sea is very angry

She desires your destruction

As I do with haste

I am such a summer person

Who loves the hot languid days

That never seem to fade

Cottons and Colours

Perfumes and Friends

I miss them all greatly

The cold weather has affected

My fragile mental state

I need to apportion blame

The niggers and the filthy faggots

Are my obvious targets

As I feel that they spoil my country

I have given them many chances

To repair their soiled reputations

But they ignore me completely

Which is a dangerous thing to do

I have spoken many times to God

But he refuses to answer me

I have read the Bible

With angry eyes

And have found a common cause

That does not exist

But I will do nothing

As I am a fucking coward

All my hostility takes place

Only in my confused dreams

But one day I will open my eyes

My dreams will cease

This is the day that I dread