Post Industrial Landscape


Joe

Jacob Jules

Why do you always start with click bait names

My name is Myra

Just call me fucking Myra

It is not all about you (not ewe you clown)

I am angry really fucking angry

As I wanted to be a Labour MP

My favourite colour is blue

Blue is the Warmest Colour

I had all the right female qualifications

I am overweight and have no dress sense

I also went to a university and got a useless degree

And I care for those far less fortunate than me

You mean roadkill and train spotters Myron

Myra

I also care about the oppressed post colonial peoples

Oh you mean the oppressed peoples

Who now enjoy hospitals and decent transport systems

Which are the envy of Manchester and York

I care about those with complex sexual needs

Such as ordinary guys who like ordinary girls

I wear rainbow badges

I wear the badges of terrible storms

I have *** friends

I have miserable friends

There are pronouns after my name

As I identify as a lonely hill in Scotland

I identify as a **** it is cleaner that way

I believe that there will soon be a revolution

People are too stupid Mary

Myra

They have difficulty understanding life

And still I am overlooked

I have not even been invited to their jolly

The **** your ********* jolly you mean

I am so frustrated

Live in a dark cave Mona

Myra

Joe

People tell me that apart from being a ****

You went to university and received a double first

My sister is academically superior to me

And she is incredibly beautiful unlike ewe

She is going to marry a lovely girl late of Greece

You are ******* **** and you are bitter about that

My question is

Fire away

Is it true what they say about sixty-nine buses

Come again

** ****

If I wanted to be a successful politician

What are the secrets

Be dishonest

Why dishonest

Because if you are honest

You will not last long

Always attack those who are less likely to bite

Those who cannot fight back

They are easy to find

Tell them that whatever is going down is the fault of others

Tell them that they will have to take the rough with the smooth

Even though the smooth does not exist

So that all may benefit

As they freeze to death

Really

Also prolong conflicts by making idiotic decisions

Far far from common sense

Appear to be decent

In your sponsored suits and dresses

Be seen with the right people

Stay away from the scum of the streets

When something dreadful happens

Then always visit the scene and look rather sad

Hate your country and its glorious history

That is very important May

Myra

You must hate the country that gave ewe everything

Control free speech

Ban Voltaire

Burn his books

During the next set of sponsored riots

I have only just scratched the surface Myra

Michael

When I left university

I was head hunted

By those who were scared of me

I smiled sweetly and told them to **** ***

You are always going to be on the edge of things

As post industrial landscapes do not brush up well

Do not take this to heart

Grow a pair of *****

Unless you have some already

Do what I did

Create your own light

Be the brightest star in the whole universe

Do not live in the malignant shadows of others

Be Myra Morris PLC

Good luck on your impossible journey

Joe x