Don't!

Don’t! Don’t put your thoughts on paper Don’t dare to think out loud Don’t express on social media Don’t put them up in cloud Don’t criticize the useless Don’t voice a point of view Don’t flex your vocal cord Don’t think you’re immune Six burly officers are coming Because of something you said They crash the door early morning And they’ll tear you from your bed They’ll whisk you down the bridewell Slam you in a six foot by eight The CID will make you confess About all the things that you hate You can shop lift for a past time Carry a machete along the road Threaten cut all white throats And never do as your told Keep your gob shut firm and tight Take the pen and put it down Don’t tweet early morn or late night Decent is only for a clown. David Cox 29/03/25