The English are a lazy species.
They use the squiggly ampersand
to save a second and not bother
with 'and'.
aesthetically pleasing
in my sight-
& so much faster
to write
I caught ampersand in my boot.
Go away I said or I’ll shoot.
Hilarious pout.
Arrogantly loud and not moot,
His flatulence was a big hoot.
And stinky, no doubt.
Of your 'You'
I chased all the way...
Held in my hand
Was my 'I' and the
ampersand.
For YOU AND I.
Thee...beautifully true
Oh! Such of your fire I pray
And to etch us upon this sand
And break our love-ridden fallow
land.
FOR YOU AND I
This ampersand...our bond
Sacred to join our belong.
GOODNESS LANRE
Contest name:BUILD YOUR OWN
SAND
18/09/2013
With my legs strong, two feet apart
Poser, poser, a quick photo opportunity
From front page through to pages four and ten
With my tail wrapped around my feet
And my coat hanging from my head
With my unbearable youth and
The thick black out denier, coating my ego
With a fine line between prostitute
And masked wonder commercialized
Villainous intent hanging off the ampersand
The you plus one, the afterthought with
Lichtenstein eyes and hair, perfectly plucked
Into leather and the public eye, imagination
Crested with your insignia, the sponsor's emblem
Emblazened as I run around in circles
Always the sequel to your trigger happy frontier
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