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Cairo On The Radio
Down the endless garden
to a hand-built shed of wonders
and little me, sitting with my grandad
listening to all the voices
pushing through the static
What magic in those wires!
The narrow band, the wide
The squelch and the gain
The whistle and the whine
sounds I’ll never forget
The spectrum of a planet
chattering
Such wisdom in rough fingers
so deft upon the dial
gently they’d ...
Monday 10th August 2020 5:12 pm
SPAM
When I was young, I wanted ham
But my old mum
gave me spam, spam, spam
She gave me so much spam
I couldn’t taste the bread
For spam lay on my stomach
Like dull and heavy lead
If I complained too much
She’d sing the old refrain
About starving kids in Africa
Where spam clouds never rained
Where ham was never heard of
And they had no spam...
Friday 7th January 2011 5:24 pm
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