Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Battle taunts and PSAs

I haven't had much time to work on Hild lately, but every now and again something pops into my head and I write it down.

The last week it's been poetry. (I use the term loosely.)

Here are two pieces I wrote to be part of the book. English people of a certain age will recognise something about both.

The first is based on a football chant. I imagine it as the kind of taunt one group of gesiths (Anglo-Saxon warriors) hurled at another:

Your sister's your mother
Your father's your brother
You fuck one another
Now we'll fuck you

The second is based partly on a song I wrote in the mid-eighties that I never sang in public, and partly on a Public Service Announcement from slightly earlier, Learn! To! Swim! The PSA ran over and over on Channel 4 when the network first went live: they didn't have any advertising and had to fill the space with something. Anyway, this one is sung by a bunch of women in a bakery:

I'll sing you a story that's never been told
of women from everywhere brave and bold
who creep from their houses in the dark and the cold
to wage war...with bread!
black bread
white bread
plaited bread and rolls
honey bread and butter bread
and bread that's full of holes

Just thought I'd share.

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