King George Always Likes a Spot of Tea Poem by David Michael Jackson


There are no favorites.
There is no victory,

only gladness that I have no

child

to sacrifice

to the masses,

calling themselves this or

that,

the masses,

of which

I am one,

tumbling

without

control to

eternity,

with only this,

merely a comma in the dialogue,

a simple request,

let’s have a spot of tea with our war.

King George always likes a spot

of

tea.

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