Dear Nanny
Dear Nanny
You taught me so
very much – like
the fact that the plebs
are far too rough –
‘..Only to be touched
during buggery ..
and then wear a rubber
to avoid disease..’
My dark heart is decorated
like our attic room –
where you taught me love –
Oh! I miss your bosom
Now I have buggered
all of those Prols-
with eloquent speeches
off my fountain pen’s furl –
I have time enough left –
[and plenty of spunk] –
to replenish our love
and become as one
Your loving ‘son’ –
Jacob x