Folk Song For A Prize Winning Age

still meaning what they say the kings of ruth
size up the populations and divine the spoils
not enough toil going on in here in sun or shade

in cubicle glade I hear them early and I hear them late
I look upon my dinner plate and savage the one pea left on it
said the dog

i've got to log in and see the world without sin
because you know its only fair to spare us bad news everywhere
we/ve much to do sawing the population in two

getting their children to dry our eyes
while leaving them out of the Big Surprise
those with manners wont get the prize

but the ones that tear it out of the jaws
of all the dubious rhinestone laws.

mary angela douglas 18 july 2018