Tuneless Indeed: Where’s The Moral In This #terrible poetry

Chelsea Owens has this thing, about terrible poetry. Here are two. Last week she wanted a rewritten popular song with a satirical edge so, well, Lucy In The Sky with Diamonds has been mullered as requested. 

This week it’s a moral tale. 

So first up, here’s the proper version of LS in the D so you can earworm the tune and then , off you go, karaoke my oeuvre… you know you want to…

Position yourself on the left of the centre

A democrat with a glint in the eye

Make a friend with a tea party member

Who’s more interested in the How than the Why.

Set up a committee to debate the issues

That matter to ordinary men on the bus.

Given them a budget to commission reporting

And let them know you don’t want a fuss.

Technical topics are always banned

They’ll only go over your heads

Look instead for a popular cause like a wall

And it’s done

Nancy’s in cahoots with Donald

Nancy’s in cahoots with Donald, ah, ah

Follow them now until the election 

And watch as they build a castle of lies.

No one smiles and everything’s gone sour

And the only way out is to get high….

And then a tale with a moral…

The Moral Compass

You self selecting knowalls who like to set the standards

Are also always least inclined to put in all the hard yards.

You moralise and come to judge and put us on the spot

And tell us when to do a thing and when it’s best to not.

You never  have a shadowy doubt or moment’s indecision  

Because you clearly understand the black from white distinction.

Your word is law and handed down with absolute finality

As you set us right like simpletons with patronising clarity.

It takes a certain chutzpah to share this clear eyed confidence

And hold the line, despite attacks, with constant insouciance.

But the point you miss when your only focus is on your moral compass

Is that the world hates no one more than a moralising smart-arse.

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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11 Responses to Tuneless Indeed: Where’s The Moral In This #terrible poetry

  1. Can’t believe you managed to get “insouciance” and “arse” in the same poem! Well, wait, maybe I can. Really something!

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  2. It’s a twofer! I did actually manage to sing a good part of the LSD song though the neighbours aren’t happy

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  3. JT Twissel says:

    Nancy in cahoots with Donald – there would have to be some LSD going on there!

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  4. Elizabeth says:

    Great last line in the second poem. I will not start singing that song in my head. I will not start singing that song in my head. I will not…

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  5. willowdot21 says:

    Every line a winner💜

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