Be careful what you say

Be careful what you say,
I remember Vicky well
As a cuddlesome plucky girl
Who wears a sanitary towel
On her head.

Be careful what you say,
Her deep intelligence
Explained why I no longer care
What I do or say
My inhibitions have been clotted away.

Be careful what you say
A deaf man with a cold
cannot hear your farts,
Nor smell them.
But they’re in your poem.

Be careful what you say.
‘Cos, the bit of my brains
That been taken away
Managed my inhibitions,
So you be careful what you say.

Be careful what you say,
Vicky the brave,
Vicky the noble
Vicky the writer.
I pray to read your book.
Love and best wishes are hardly adequate.
For what I feel
For the time we shared together.

by John McEwan, 4th October 2012

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