Saturday, 9 February 2013

Poem About Heef or is it Borse?

Inspired by all the horse puns in Twitterland and even on the Beeb News I have written this ditty

With unbridled hunger I eat like a horse
Usually at lunchtime, in truth
There's no time at all for horsing around
I have to eat on the hoof

By a short head, Tescos was my favourite
Furlong enough I thought them sound
Notwithstanding that in their bar codes
Some traces of Zebra were found

My stable diet is burgers and lasagne
Findus are as good as they come
I race for them past the granulated shergar bags
Horse d'oeuvres, l'escago and red rum

"They're Off" All the burgers from the shelves
Tesco have cleared the processed food place
I heard it on the BBC Mane News
But hay! Why have a long face?

My Lidl's pony and Aldi's uni quorn
Are a good energy source
I'm no longer saddled with Tescos
With a lidl swerve, I've aldi'd course

So food producers, get your act together
You'd better start keeping it real
For goodness sake whatever next
You'll be expecting us Brits to eat veal!

Jon Bratton © 2013