“If you come face to face with a lion around the safari huts, don’t whatever you do run, best thing is to shout at them”
This were all my patch,
right peaceful it were too. Now
their big game is shouting.
Half expecting one of them
to brandish a whip and chair!
Nigella Lawson, taking a joint of meat out of the oven:
“This is the moment of truth… the carnal unveiling!”
I’m pure meat, and boy,
I “cook” – do I tempt your tongue?
Now for this last veil…
“And I hope all your doughnuts
turn out like Fanny’s”. Ba-boom!
“This is my ex-husband. What’s that you’re drinking, Mick?”
“Wine”
“… that’s why he’s my EX-husband”
Here’s where we buried
the dog. I’ll dig my heels in,
find a rotting bone…
“Tracy. I’m addicted to
masochistic resentment.”
Verses of Five 