When no one pays you any heed at all
except the drab-clothed men
who sometimes pick you up, and van you to the Fens,
and shave your head, and make you wrestle pigs stark naked,
smeared in jam.
I'm fully convinced that by the time he's five years old, prince george is going to have appeared beside so many terrifying headlines about child suicide bomber refugees, that some impressionable maniac is going to kill him because they link will have been burned into their head like one of skinner's pigeon.
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