They are coming on purpose
There’s a liar under every coverage.
The papers say an immigrant
writes his own passport
and won’t eat anything English.
They are purposefully
relocating fish and chips to curry and curry to cottage pie.
How will we taste the streets of Britain?
turmeric into concrete.
There are strangled busses all dressed
in foreign shades
of magenta and colours English eyes
Even worse, I can show you they are bad
and engineered into
planes and boats over here:
the breaking-point of toilets,
the hospitals in over-flowing foreign
and Nigel scares the HIV
of over-spending immigrants.
Britain’s filthy papers
force us to listen
to blame and blame
is an unnecessary evil.
The Night My Sister Went to Hollywood is available from Cultured Llama Press