But is it poetry, John?
You mean, is it like Wordsworth’s ‘Daffodils’
you know the one, ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’
or ‘The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’?
Well, How about Milton’s ‘Paradise Lost?
Come on, we’re talking 2020 here.
A little bit of Billy Collins, I say, and Billy Connelly,
a sort of mad mix, the demotic and demonic.
We let our dirty laundry hang out. moon the pious,
but always in an Aussie accent. Your country first.
Does it have to rhyme? you ask. Probably not.
It’s not like Aussie Rules. There are no rules.
Though it’s a game anyone can play.
Just let it rattle off the tongue, roll off the mind,
Ignore the referees.