Poetry Corner

by Isabel Robinson



Action Man

My Sindy’s boyfriend wasn’t Action Man
Or Ken like my friend Harriet’s Barbie’s Man

And Claire and Joy’s dolls turned out lesbian
In lots of positions I’m not even sure you can.

My Sindy thought all that was very rude
And sniffed when my friends made their dollies crude.

Thing is, my brother (he’s an engineer)
Played with Lego, not with action gear

So Sindy had no option when I informed her
That her new boyfriend was a red transformer

Though he could flip between a robot and a plane
I think I rather treated him with distain.

He didn’t have an army uniform
Or an inexplicable bulge around his groin

He had and arm which turned into a propeller
But looking back she couldn’t have done better

Because now I’m older I’d really like a guy
Who could turn into a jet plane and fly.


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Pat’s Poem

I’d really like a cat called Pat
So when I said his name
To people who came
They’d have to show affection
In Pat the Cat’s direction.

I like poems that rhyme
So that I keep time
Like the rhythm in a song
But they’re harder to write than they look.


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Poems (c) Isabel Robinson 2004

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