Stevie Smith

(20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 / Kingston upon Hull)

The Suburban Classes - Poem by Stevie Smith

There is far too much of the suburban classes
Spiritually not geographically speaking. They’re asses.
Menacing the greatness of our beloved England, they lie
Propagating their kind in an eightroomed stye.
Now I have a plan which I will enfold
(There’s this to be said for them, they do as they’re told)
Then tell them their country’s in mortal peril
They believed it before and again will not cavil
Put it in caption form firm and slick
If they see it in print it is bound to stick:
‘Your King and your Country need you Dead’
You see the idea? Well, let it spread.
Have a suitable drug under string and label
Free for every Registered Reader’s table.
For the rest of the gang who are not patriotic
I’ve another appeal they’ll discover hypnotic:
Tell them it’s smart to be dead and won’t hurt
And they’ll gobble up drug as they gobble up dirt.

Comments about The Suburban Classes by Stevie Smith

  • Egwu Collins (7/20/2016 12:26:00 PM)

    Great the meanings (Report) Reply

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  • (5/18/2014 1:08:00 PM)

    Interesting poem. Probably a great poem at the time of the writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 8, 2010

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