The Pelican Policy
I walk across St James’s Park
in daylight, but my thoughts are dark.
We’re off to storm Afghanistan
and tamper with the Taliban –
it would make far more sense, I think
were we to settle on a plan
to sit upon this lake’s green brink
and learn to talk in Pelican.
If you have any comments on this poem, Tom Vaughan would be pleased
to hear from you.