Prize-winning poetry

I haven’t been out and about much as a poet in the last year, as I’d lost the ability to write. But in the last couple of months I have felt inspired again and produced a few sketches, thoughts and ideas that might shape up into something altogether epic. I road-tested a couple at a poetry night in a cramped room upstairs at the Lewes Arms last night, performing alongside Russ Bravo (pictured).

They got a good response.

However, there was a limerick competition in the interval, with a theme of John Terry, his team mates and their assorted girlfriends, wives and mistresses. And the crowd chose my effort as the winner – so I’m now officially a prize-winning poet thanks to this:

Our new national sport is wife swapping
We’re all busy changing and chopping
and our wives don’t complain
cos they do the same
when they’re not too busy with shopping

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