Poetry

Saturday, 29 April 2023

Childhood heroes

 Captain Scarlet's doing time for grand larceny

Probably he's down for espionage

Or trying to hijack the BBC

Aqua marina was caught exposing herself on Clevedon pier

Now she's doing community service

cleaning up the marine mere


Oh Sting Ray, lovely Sting Ray

I can't say this no more than a quip

It was caught speeding while trying

To rescue the earth on a highway

And now it's locked up in a skip


And now I know my childhood isn't near

It's off on another plain

I have no need for anything to fear

And anyway here comes the rain


The Thunderbirds were very cool

Just like the phoenix from the fire

They tried to stop the terrorists

In their pursuit all across the world with righteous ire


They were hired by the British intelligence

To track down Osama, of course they got caught

up

in all kinds of stuff

And now they're serving time in Guantanamo

Oh Thunderbirds, where did they go?


Oh where did my childhood heroes go?

I see them all behind bars

Even the Gingerbread man has gone AWOL 

I think he was caught stealing cars

The gingerbread gang are terrorising us 

What a sight it is to behold

Perhaps I'd have liked it better

If they had never showed us

That at the end of the rainbow

Would be waiting a pot of gold


Perhaps it would best if the illusion was crushed

Perhaps it would be better I'm told

Than over protect the young minds

With the world's half truths

When they tell us that not everything

 that glitters is gold


See the apple orchards and the starlings

they're flocking from tree to tree

like a long lost friend, 

like a long lost memory

Somewhere down long winding lanes

I wish they'd come back to me before the end










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