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The Secret Lives of Chimney Pots Ii
Gazing down along the zealously Monitored borders of well clipped Evergreen Privet hedges. Standing watchful guard over Divisions Re-enforced by concrete posts and Darkly stained, wooden, wavy-lap Fences; Age-old neighbourly disputes, petty Grudges and childish jealousies - Ably demonstrated by various Patchworks of shabbily constructed And hastily planted defences! Seated high in our remote eyries We watch as your daily plays unfold - Acquainting ourselves with all of Your intrigues, lies, gossip, and Countless deceits untold; Out-of-mind witnesses to the Laudable, Heart-warming, ridiculous, and Absurd; And above it all: Divulge we not... For - "Mum is the word"! We see the grimy white taxis Where, seated within, the Unemployed ride. We see the empty red buses which The young and pretty, Pigeon-speaking Polish girls drive. We hear the insistent siren of the Impatient ambulance, Watch as the howling police Cars recklessly engage in their Hot-pursuits - The highways momentarily bathed In the cold Glare From baleful blue lamps When ghoulishly flickering en route. For across the crawling centuries Of innovations and change We have observed many Improvements And inventions both marvelous and Strange! For now adorned about our Personage With gleaming antenna and shinning Metal dish, And at the mere flick of a switch: A conduit for overwhelming choice Of consumption - A portal to view every envisioned And desirable wish! Behold! You have mastered the Electron - It has become your most obedient Slave! Pictures beamed inside the Electromagnetic spectrum, And radios Skip Propagation Bounced of the Ionosphere In the ingeniously cunning form Of shortwave. All hail to the computer, The mobile phone, and T.V! And be damned with the forgotten Art of conversation... And old fuddy-duddy lines of Rhyming poetry. For at times it does so seem to be, From the viewpoint of an austere And venerable Pot, That God is no longer required In your Grand Unified equation, And has, therefore, been cancelled Out, Simplified - Conveniently forgot! The great Immovable Mover - The ultimate universal denominator, Like a singularly embarrassing Mathematical point, Firstly disregarded - Then cynically dropped... Replaced by a Hadron collider, and The notoriously elusive Quantum particles it reputedly shot. Indeed when overshadowed by Jagged spires and the holiest of Resonating domes We latch upon every pious verse Thrown down from occupied pulpits In devout and ambiguous undertones. For amid our abject Disappointments, Mixed with our undisguised disdain, Our minions record your every glossed over inaction And each and every unsavoury Disregarded shame. Distanced from the excesses of your Unpalatable, self-indulgent creeds We have resigned ourselves to the Inevitable... To which you all now seem readily Eager - To greedily concede!
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