Geordie Shame

To be Black and White,

disconsolate and sad.

Always thinking I will win,

making a Mackam happy.

 

Nothing is any good,

The Sage,

The Metro Centre,

The Angel,

rusty through and through.

 

Northumberland  and Pilgrim Streets,

St. James’s monstrosity,

Central Station,

the yellow Metro,

the Freeman,

the RVI.

 

You just cannot

get away

from the River Tyne.

Dirty and murky,

polluted with slime.

 

I used to be a Geordie,

just for a while.

 

But now I am a Mackam,

living in self accustomed style.

 

It is such a shame.

 

This is a fun poem. I find Newcastle United fans a little arrogant to say the least. A Mackam is a person who comes from either Wearside or Durham.

 

I like the verse about The River Tyne.

◄ A Mid argyll Winter

An Island Life ►

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