Roger McGough (November 9 - 1937 / Liverpool / England)

Dear Good Friend in Christ Jesus.

Greetings of peace to you, I am Mrs. Stella Tricia Collins a devoted
Christian and now ageing widow suffering from long time illness. I have
a blood cancer and right now I am admitted in hospital here at
Abidjan Cote D’ivoire. I have some inherited fund from my late loving
husband late Mr Richard Collins The amount of US$5.500,000.00 which he
deposited in the Bank here and I need a good honest God fearing person
who can use these funds for God's work in charity.

I want this fund to go for charity because I have no child to be the
inheritor,15% out of the total fund will be for your compensation for
doing this work of God. I found your email address from the internet
and decide to contact you. Please if you would be able to use this
fund for the glory of God kindly reply me.
Your Sister In The Lord.
Mrs.Stella Tricia Collins
mrs_stella_tricias@yahoo.com

Dear McGough,
I am a phD student writing about your poems, Liverpool poets, I feel neon lights come to me when I read nearly all your poems, but what amuses me more is the poem entitled strangeways: where Granny's canary revolt till gran carries out major reforms. Even canaries can not stand the beautiful cage. Thank you so much. Shatha Alsaadi

hi iam a speech and drama student and one of my selections for my performance exam is one of your poems 'Learning to Read' Which is very beautiful n emotional when u recite it. i like the poem very much and that was reason to choose your poem for my selections.therefore can you help me in giving more tips about this poem. what made you write this kind of a poem and what it means for you? ? ? ? ?

Dear Mr Roger.
It is a pleassure write some lines to you. I am a EFL student from Venezuela and I have an assignment for my British Literature course. My homework is to analyse a poem under the author's point of view. I have to analyse 'You and I'. Thanks in advance if you can help me interpret the poem mentioned, what motivated you to write it and what it means for you.

Respected Sir,
I read your poem ' Let me die a young man's death'. It was great and I understand that the said poem is amongst the 50 all time great poems. I wish you give some lessons to young poets like me and help us hone our skills.
With humble regards,

'The Lesson'

I really enjoyed reading this poem because it was really funny but on the other hand it makes you think about how you could improve in our behaviour and makes us understand that sometimes the teachers get crazy when we are shouting and doing all sorts of bad things.

I think you are a really phenomenal poet and I look forward to read another poem from you. I really want to say a colossol 'thank you'

Elena. Aged 10

Dear Mr Roger McGough,

I am very appalled at your poem 'The Lesson'. It is a bad influence to all children. Even though it was very humourous but it still is a very bad influence to children. It is an absolute draught. In future I do expect for you to do more suitable poems for children to read. I was learning about your poetry this week. I was totally disgusted. The behaviour in this poem is gritty however I think children should never be taught never even to be heard of this poem.

Yours faithfully,

Hadsan. Aged 10.

Dear Roger McGough

I am writing to tell you how I feel and what I think of your poem The Lesson. I think that your poem should have been for adults because if a young child reads this, what thoughts will they have in mind? Since I started reading it, it made me feel bad even though you used lots of rhyming words.

Whilst I was reading it it made me sick therefore I think you shouldn't give this poem to young children, furthermore I think children will be afraid of their teachers.

On the other hand I thought you worked really hard for this seeing as all the rhyming words you used children will like some of it.
Even though you used lots of rhyming words which is good I dont think you should have put in the shooting and killing bit.
My final thought all together: I think your poem was disgusting, rubbish, dross, muck, nonsense, garbage, lumber, rubble, scrap, trash, waste and stupid.

From

Hermes. Aged 10

Too bad that I can't add you to My Friends list.

Hi i love your poem Icarus Allsorts. when i read it i could picture in my head what was going on. I had to study this poem and you for a school project and i found the poem very interesting.