Whilst we’re on the subject of poetry I thought might
add a couple now and next week. Today’s is a poem that I learnt along the way
without knowing where it came from but I seem to have known it from a different
age perhaps it doesn’t apply any more but I haven’t had the opportunity to find
out for some time. Here it is:-
Time was when poets would bewail
The false of all female hearts,
But now it is a different tale
The fault has spread to other parts,
And for a man who tries conclusions,
Finds he suffers sad delusions,
The figure he thought so stunning,
Is owed to Mr. Dunlop’s cunning,
A plague upon the lofty dome,
That first invented latex foam.
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