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