Wednesday, 20 May 2015

Bad news by Grant Harbison

I know you love my hair
And I’m sure you love my teeth
But I bet you’d like to know what lies underneath
Should I give you a clue?
After all it’s only you
I love my life and I love my power
I feel it surge during my morning shower
I love my job and hope for a death
I always hope it’s gruesome so that I can gasp for breath
Now don’t get upset
I don’t need any blues
I’m just a reporter for the TV news 

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