Chris Allen Poet Free verse

I Was Livid the Day They Offered Me the Nobel Prize

This letter arrived this morning..
"Dear Sir, it is with great honour to inform you
That with the perspicuity of realistic narrative art 
And the diversity and universality of myth 
Your work illuminates the human condition in the world of today 
You have therefore been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature 
Cheers, you're the man."

What audacity 
To disturb this idiosyncratic taste bubble
This stun and cut bluestocking

My 35 second play
My mango tango d drops
My surgical quality

I ain't getting on a horizontal float wheel
Stockholm can screw themselves
When reprobate blackguards are inferring

I'll stay here  
If there's a need for shooting to start
I'll start shooting

Fun bags and polluted cities
Round off my morning, honey
Time for a tea 

Medieval queens used to drink pints
I'll 'ave two for breakfast
I am not for sale Stockholm

Captain Hook went to Eton
I've got my bachelors 
Leave this knack mental giant alone by-blows

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