Good News Poem by Mark Heathcote

Good news comes in all shapes and sizes
Some good news might be you've won prizes.
Coming top, first in a spelling competition
Beating all the opposition, in subtraction
Proving you're a great mathematician
Good in addition a future statistician.
But, good news often follows these words
Heart faint, "I'm pregnant" trailed by waterworks...
Are you happy "Good news" we're getting married?
Can you be my bridesmaid, "no he hasn't been-harried
It was all his idea, honestly", it was, don't believe me
Go, ask him. My point being, like a beautiful, banshee
The good news thing is regularly, tinged
Often it makes you cringe, clipped, winged.