Introduction

It's a lovely summer's day and 23 of your neighbours decide to get the barbie going....

Smoke and Flames

Constant thudding
the ground shaking.
The smoke,
the flames,
the stench of spent fuel,
the rancid smell of burning flesh.
Children crying,
the sound of people coughing,
choking on the fume-filled air.

Just another war zone?,
A target hit by a cruise?,
No, it's a summer Sunday
and time for barbecues !

They're chewing on something,
unidentified and queer,
that looks like it burnt up on re-entry
to the planet's atmosphere.

It's beef you say?,
then I really don't know how,
but the inside looks like it should
be still attached to the cow.

Civilisation is advancing,
it is man's desire,
so why bother dancing
around an open fire?

If they want to go from their castle,
to living inside a cave,
can't they save us all the hassle
and buy a microwave?

If your neighbours have a barbecue,
it makes the day a bummer,
the only thing you can really do,
is hope for a wet Summer.

So here's to the man who is toying
after many labours
with a new way of annoying
all his bloomin' neighbours.

You might think it not the case,
or some kind of a joke,
but I'll wager he'll wind up in a place,
with lots of flame and smoke!

Copyright; Tom Gaunt
Email: tpgaunt@hotmail.com