All of Eastern Britain will be having heavy rhymes tomorrow and the next day.
The West Wind will bring refrains in its train.
Free verse is due to arrive in the afternoon in London çausing consternation
Forms of poems will be ghosting across the City but are not for sale.
Cursing and swearing insects are set to invade poets’ brains on Friday bringing relief from good behaviour with no guilt.Count me out.
Seven plagues are said to be on the way but so far they have only reached Calais.And do we care?
British rain will fall on Thursday. Foreigners will not get wet until their reign arrives
and /or they are turned out after the Referpendulum.
Are you bored enough? I am
How my heart sings 