Stop the Clocks – W H Auden
Tracker‘s just penned his tribute to Bush, based on Stop the Clocks, retitled Hail to the Chief:
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum
Bring out the President, let the mourners come.Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message Democracy Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves
Let the body-bag carriers wear black cotton gloves.He lied to the North, the South, the East and West,
Sold the working man and bought the rest,
Surely they’ll see that he lied all along?
America’s not that stupid!? : I was wrong.The stars are not wanted now, put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
Welcome back and greetings from sunny Belfast
Thanks, AOL boy! You decided which lodge to join yet?
Best thing I read on the day but it’s not all doom and gloom:
I would just like to point out the reason you got an AOL address, I was using my housemates computer and that’s what she uses – I have taken the piss, but to no avail. Wanted to clear that up – AOL boy, that hurt!