A toddler screeches
An achiever beseeches
A squalid statesman’s backchat features
That fraying phrase from Churchill’s speeches
The milling crowd, stir-crazy, breaches
Everything an expert preaches
While someone somewhere cites resistance
Lemmings are numbered with these creatures
A dropped ice lolly’s flavour leaches
A fool who thinks he’s wise thinks Nietzsche’s
The cruel philosopher who teaches
We’re all of us alone, and each is
Not required to give assistance
In midday sun a femur bleaches
A heliotroping sunshade pleaches
The traffic jam of cars now reaches
Beyond the Beechinged railway. Leeches
Must be factored in our co-existence
Skin burns to hues of bruising peaches
Highwaymen sweated in their breeches
Crabs seek shade. A whale beaches
Shades drift through shadows. Keep your distance