You can find a link to Chelsea’s terrible poetry competition Here
I really don’t know if I’ve got the idea right (write?) but I think I can claim with some confidence to be undeniably terrible.
I don’t know why I mixed up Shakespearean quotations with the theme song from Mr Ed. But I did.
Beware the Ides of March, my dear
With feelings foul for you I fear
Beware the frauds, the fools, the fakes
When light through yonder window breaks
The Ides they come and come what may
Compare thee to a summer’s day
Though no such day will yet prevent
The winter of our discontent
There will be blood, you may be sure
Cry havoc! Let slip the dogs of war!
And there within the maelstrom see
Lord! What fools these mortals be
Lend me your ears. Allay you’re fears
The rider of the storm, he nears
My kingdom for a bloody horse
For a horse is a horse. Of course. Of course.