
I was trying to sell
Peace News on my pitch 
next to St Albans Town Hall
I wrote for it for years 
and though never much cop
at selling anything
I didn’t mind trying
anyway a bloke comes up 
and says wotcher got there mate? 
and I say Peace News
he says Peas Nudes? 
I’ll have some of that 
for me dinner 
this stops me 
in my tracks 
then I think maybe 
that’s his idea of a joke
then it occurs to me
he might be very deaf
then again I think 
there are a lot 
of odd ones about 
praps he’s nicely barmy? 
anyway he doesn’t hang about 
and wends on his way 
without further ado 
though I see him buttonhole 
some other innocent 
while still in sight 
whatever he says
makes her take-off 
as though her pants
are on fire
Peas Nudes Peas Nudes eh 
I can’t remember his face
I’ve never forgotten him
Jeff Cloves
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Nice. Peace News. Nonviolent Revolution
Comment by Sushant Thapa on 19 July, 2025 at 5:45 amGreat Poem Jeff. Thanks.
Comment by Malcolm Paul on 25 July, 2025 at 6:45 am