Guest poem submitted by Laura Simeon:
(Poem #1766) Uncle and Auntie
my auntie gave me a colouring book and crayons I begin to colour after a while auntie leans over and says you've gone over the lines what do you think they're there for eh? some kind of statement is it? going to be a rebel are we? your auntie gives you a lovely present and you have to go and ruin it I begin to cry my uncle gives me a hanky and some blank paper do some doggies of your own he says I begin to colour when I have done he looks over and says they are all very good he is lying only some of them are
I first encountered John Hegley on Minstrels last year (Poem #1584, Go and play in the middle) and it was love at first sight. On a trip to England this summer I picked up a volume of his poetry entitled _Glad to Wear Glasses_. It was difficult to pick just one poem to submit, but I find this one a delightful example of his unpretentious, razor sharp wit. His website may be viewed at: [broken link] http://www.johnhegley.co.uk. Thank you, Laura Simeon.