' ' ' 'It’s A Gas! Gas! Gas! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' 'It’s A Gas! Gas! Gas!

Rating: 2.8


He was my guy from Guyana.

Meant to be
on a business course but of course

he was a Wimpy chief
in a Wimpy bar.

Me I was a Wimpy
waitress.

He was mine & I was his.

Neighbours complained
that a black man was(shock horror)

coming & going!

This was after all...1968
& Jumpin’ Jack Flash was a gas gas gas.

Revolution was in the air.

Other tenants
voted to have me evicted.

I fought it tooth and nail
to no avail

& they got me
on the colour thing

said I had painted
the bedroom wall
(against the rules)

a shocking
deep puce.

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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