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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • It’s Not Me It’s You.

    We are on our ten millionth Prime Minister, in about half an hour. We’re so happy, we are going to get more of everything, more tax, more legislation. Oh, maybe not more of everything I forgot about our pensions. It’s Not Me It’s You. I understood what you said to me, the promises you gaveI… Read more

  • No Thank You.

    Christmas has just gone, and I am thinking, Christmas is a microcosm of what’s happened to the world, totally sold out ! Where is the kindness, where is the love ? Scattered and hidden in tiny enclaves around our once beautiful planet. Religion turned into a weapon, racism rife, misogyny rife, plutocracy rife, greed the… Read more

  • Down the Highway.

    If I had a freeway billboard, I’d panic, I’d have materialised in the USA, we have motorways where I live. We don’t really have billboards in the UK either just the odd decrepit caravan or trailer advertising some obscure product or service littering up a field. Maybe that decrepit vehicle may have “Just Stop Oil”… Read more