CV
I saw Mrs CV yesterday in the supermarket
she wasn’t at all what I thought she would be
middle-aged with a smiley, rounded face
nothing evil about her at all
There were too many people
at the check-outs
I ran out of there for safety reasons
passing her frolicking kids
on the newspaper stand
‘Hey!’ shouted Mr CV
loitering on one of the doors
‘come and pick...
Sunday 22nd March 2020 2:10 pm
A voice said
Dragged up in back streets
this working class kid made good
in learning and position
I had the job, the money, the status, more money
I was ready
But then a voice said
YOU are not dinner party material!
I cried
then whined:
The further education?
The aspirations?
The witty repartee?
The middle class accent?
The money?
A voice said you are NOT dinner party ...
Friday 18th March 2016 10:29 am
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