Middle-Class Achievers

I’m a middle-class achiever,

It’s Waitrose, not Aldi, for me.

I am all the things I have ever despised,

The epitome of petit bourgeoisie.

I have a comfortable life,

With my beautiful wife-

My detached home in the country!

I sip Chilean red wine,

In the Summertime.

Well, all year around,


I rage about social injustice,


Or jot it down, safely, in poetry.


I keep the garden tidy

And the house quite clean,

 I pay my bills on time.

I’m a Middle-Class Achiever,

A law-and-order believer,

So everything’s just fine!


The view from here is quite divine .

We see the hedgehogs and the foxes,

Plus a grazing meadow or two.

It’s, definitively, a middle-class view,

From our neat, little hillside boxes,

Where our neat green grass is mown, 

Until we are given even smaller boxes

We can, also, call our very own…


◄ Footsteps on the Stairs

Sandcastles ►


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John Botterill

Fri 12th Aug 2022 13:48

Thanks so much, Martin. I have to confess the Waitrose line was for comic effect. I'm a Lidl Co-op man, in fact! 😂

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Martin Elder

Fri 12th Aug 2022 12:21

I think this is something a number of us can equate to . Particularly dare I say it of a certain age. But I have to confess at shopping at Aldi and Sainsbury with only the occasional foray into Waitrose
Wonderful stuff John

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John Botterill

Fri 12th Aug 2022 06:06

Thanks very much Keith. Lovely comment.
Yes, I was primarily poking fun at myself, but I knew my readers might also be caught up in the self-same web. Hence the title! It's the way satire works.
Like you, I'm a conformist with a rebellious streak. But, do I dare? Do I dare? 😂

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keith jeffries

Fri 12th Aug 2022 02:38

I really enjoyed this poem as I suppose so many of us are able to relate to it. I was a born conformist, very obedient and if a sign said keep off the grass I almost jumped back onto the pavement. I have always entertained the idea of being something of a renegade but in all reality I fit well into the box you describe. It must be an English thing.
John, thank you for this very entertaining poem. Well written.

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John Botterill

Thu 11th Aug 2022 23:34

Thanks for the like,. Uilleam 😀

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John Botterill

Thu 11th Aug 2022 18:41

Thanks for your comments Greg, Carol, Holden and Stephen. I must confess that my tongue was firmly in my cheek with this poem. It came to me as I was mowing the lawn, keeping the 'garden tidy.' The self-loathing doesn't last, Stephen. As Dylan once sang, "I'll soon get over that!"
Thanks too for the likes L. Ong, Julie and jeronth.

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Stephen Gospage

Thu 11th Aug 2022 16:16

A very clever one, John. I am now some of things I used to despise; it's hard to despise oneself though. We only live once.

Holden Moncrieff

Thu 11th Aug 2022 13:19

A really cleverly written poem, John, and the ending is sarcasm perfectly delivered! 😎

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Thu 11th Aug 2022 09:20

Yep, we'll get one of those smaller boxes at some stage!😀

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Greg Freeman

Thu 11th Aug 2022 08:50

Nice work, John. If you can get it! Just watch out for those energy bills ...

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