Being Beta

Exercises in the higher banter with One of 26. Elsewhere called 'poet of adland'. By a whipple-squeezer. Find out why being beta is the new alpha: betarish at googlemail dot com

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Poetry: Saturday Guardian

You shake the outside off your hair
the umbrella goes away.
The buttons on your raincoat lose slip their moorings;
steam seals your glasses.

Two pints of Irish Pride are rescued
and you sally forth through the Rugby Boys
to where Newsprint and an empty seat are waiting.
You recline, as the fire is stoked.

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