This is a poem for Harry. It's called An Ode in 27 stanzas to the fiscal structure of post-1950s Western Society With Reference to the Works of J. K. Gailbraith, an unassuming little title for an unassuming little poem. Here's an excerpt ...
Oh Post 1950s economy,
Why is it that you fill me with such bonhomie?
Yes, you truly are my mon ami,
Oh Post 1950s economy.
I haven't written much, but I'm rather proud of it so far. It's quite good, isn't it?
It's fabulous.
ReplyDeleteThankyou, you're too kind. Credit for the bonhomie-economy rhyme must go to Jim Leitzel, in the comments to that post I linked.
ReplyDeleteSurely later stanzas will have to include the merits of the pre-privatisation post office, the Joy of Railways, and the epic project that was the construction of Milton Keynes.
ReplyDeleteOh Post 1950s economy,
ReplyDeleteYou feed our vice and create urban ennui,
The great depression, and even Fonzie,
Oh Post 1950s economy.
Thanks for the suggestions everybody.
ReplyDeleteAt the moment, I'm trying to work in a rhyme with Trotsky. 'Trotsky/Not Ski' or 'Trotsky/Lotsky'. What do you think?
Oh post-1950s economy
ReplyDeleteYou metaphorical big-shouldered-city wannabe
I wonder if you're making fun o' me
Oh post-1950s economy
Oh, post-1950s economy
ReplyDeleteThe homo erectus in my taxonomy
For this verse the Queen must honour me
Oh, post-1950s economy