In praise of poetry...

Still on the subject of eggs, here’s a little vintage verse from Spike Milligan for World Poetry Day:

There once lived a virile cockerel
With a thousand hens in Spain,
Now he's old and slow
So he'll never go
To work on an egg again.

Chorus: In Spain the rain falls, etc., etc.

I love the childlike charm of Milligan’s poetry.

Do you?

PS ShopCurious has its own collection of curiously psychogeographical poems – click here to visit Matt Bryden’s poetry map.