Wednesday, 14 December 2011

12 Days Before Christmas Poems

Christmas Ode
(after Keats)

My heart aches, and a drowsy dumbness pains
  My tense brain as I recall, as if still drunk,
The man Patten who led me down a dismal drain
  To depths other teachers Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not for pleasure to remember our lot,
  But being happy as Christmas comes
    One should be light-winged Dyrad of the trees
      And aspire to some noble plot
To have him expired for what he's done
  And rhyme such dreams with a full-throated ease.

- 1994 -

[NB John Patten was the then Tory Secretary of State for Education]


  1. You should write one about the delightful(!) Mr Gove...

  2. I started a few days ago, but it became so dark and angry I stopped! No need to get that animated any more.

  3. True, but biting satire can be fun!