Edna Sweetlove12 Sep 2006

It's not often that I am reduced to tears of emotion when I read something here, and this is certainly not one of those occasions.

You have, with a brilliant turn of phrase, managed to combine illiteracy, stupidity, prejudice and ignorance into something approaching an art form. When I say art form, I am being euphemistic, not that you would know what a euphemism was even if it came and bit a hunk out of your ugly, obese leg.

How can I find words to describe your poem? Maybe if I go to the nearest public toilet I will find inspiration in the pan. If I can tolerate the pong, that is.

It is poems like this that make me appreciate the value of blindness.

PS. I fancy that Liza Minelli, don't you? Apart from her big Jewish nose that is."