Poem- School

Miles Whinfrey (c) August 2014.

Harriet Ruined

Ms. Bentley was cross and the child’s hand
aches,
Harriet aged 9,
Feeling put upon to do ‘lines,’
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must-

Back turned again she can see her phone on the
desk ,
Time locked and probably still with CITV called
up on display,
Harriet wishes she had it now,
The games are ace- with them she’s never bored,
But now boredom is a factor,
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning

She did it 30 minutes ago- in Maths.
Punishment for this morning,
Now it’s Art- everyone having fun, while they make
their rockets.
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
I must remember the media steals time from
my learning
Please no more!

Poem- The passion of Hattie Jacques

Miles Whinfrey, (C) August 2014.

Carry-On: Kenneth & Hattie

He has got in some scrapes- mainly with her
Eyes fixed in terror, mouth agape
The door opens, he stands there full frontal
A rose in his mouth
‘Men have animal desires,’ she says plaintivly
‘Oh Matron!’
What a farrago?
‘In the cupboard before the nurses see!!’
Disaster averted
But later she says- ‘Oh, but you do have feelings- don’t you?’
with passion in her eyes and pout on her face