Today’s poem

LOVE ISLAND

Oh these pouting pretty-posers, Oh how can we compare? With their ‘perfect’ suntanned bodies And their Ken and Barbie hair. Do they come from Perfect-Land Where us ‘blemished’ couldn’t go? With our Primark clothes and crinkled skins And bodies we daren’t show. They’re looking for their ‘perfect’ love Though the answer can’t be clearer. Just stay at home in Perfect-land And gaze into a mirror... david Barry Cox,