Distortions from Omar Khayyam

Radio Record, Volume II, Issue 11, 9 November 1928, Page 12

Distortions from Omar Khayyam

A Brace of Trippers underneath a Bough, Some Orange Peel, some Gasper Cards-and Thou Broadcasting bellows straight from 2LO _ Make every glade a little Hell enovw. Some for the Cottage Tea-Gardens ; and some Sigh for the People’s Palaces to come; All eat the Buns, and let the Papers fly Nor heed the Woodpecker’s derisive drum. Look at the Summer Girl beyond us, Low Laughier. escapes her. Watch, and see her blow The Orange Pips from, her ensanguined mouth, And all the debris of her picnic throw. Think from each reeking Charabancserai, The whole of Summer, shrieking Night and Day, How Tripper after Tripper, with lus girl, Vill litter every lane, and go his way. I often think I never see so red |. As when I walk where scatlered stems have bled To satisfy some Vandal’s wanton greed, And trampled lies each lovely Blossom’s head. But when at dusk, O Tripper, you shall pass Among the Peel and Paper on the grass, Then may you trip deed on battered tins And cut yourself upon your broken glass!

Barbara Euphan

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