Christmasness comes but once a year
The snow lies thick on ground
But cos of global warmingness
The snow is slush (I've found).
O ye who drive your SUVs
And ye who fly your planes
Did Jesus mean us to be hot
Because of your selfish pains?
Each time we throw a light switch
Or eat a Big Mac meal
We're killing each and everyone we know
With fundamental zeal
So hearken to my verses
Torn from my soul with tears
And wave farewell to Christmasness
Like ones of my childhood years
copyright Shaun Spock
from his new as yet unpublished anthology
"Yule Be Sorry"
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Dear Sean,
Do you think you could look at my latest attempt to be a serious theatre producer with some love and affection? Maybe link to me on your website?
Jayavardan Rukmani Ramanujan MFA, Ethnic Theatre Directing
www.tangramtheatre.co.uk
Dear Javagoogleapplet -
Thankyou for your comment. I took a look at your website and was appalled at its simplicitiness!!! Surely, you as a fellow MFA type should know that theatre is about GLAMOUROUSNESS and BRIGHT COLOURS!!!! No-one wants to spend money on watching billy no-lifes cutting their throats to Mahler!!! (At least, not in Tifton!!!)
And that name has GOT to go!!! Tangram sounds like a sun-protection messenging service!!!! Why not WWW.OVERTUREANDBEGINNERS.COM??? Much more appealing!!!
I wish you the bestest of luck with it anyway - Michael Caine a PLAYWRIGHT!!!! Notta lotta people know that!!!!
- Shaun x
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