Ganderflanking
Hear ye, hear ye
you young of Wiltshire.
Lay down your porridge spoons,
your tools, your books.
Swindon, the rightful place
for ganderflanking,
so says the Bishop.
A farmer's rant
blaring Moonraker feathers-
bumpkin magic
on The Crammer.
Make it kaleidoscopic,
colour your lardy cakes,
your gramfypigs
with mysterious sprinkles.
Fill all the little holes
with a small white something,
eat spiritual grockles
to give you the strength
to GANDERFLANK.
By Hilda Sheehan and Anna-May Laugher
Produced together for BBC Wiltshire on National Poetry Day using the words of listeners in 40 minutes.
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