Refinement
They’re refined now. They weren’t so before.
If you say a foul word now, they’re sore.
They themselves were once crude.
Now their new attitude
Is established. They’re perfect – and more.
–Tom Riley
Anatomy of a Forgettery
Is it really dementia? It’s not.
Mental flames there were never that hot.
Was there ever an hour
When he showed mental power?
If there ever was, fans, he forgot.
–Tom Riley
Volunteer Leader
When you say you’re my leader, I say:
“What the fuck, what the hell, what the hey?”
I’m persuaded, at last,
Not at all – and steadfast
In demanding that you go away.
–Tom Riley