BOB IS DEAD.
It was the year that
Robert Kennedy was
Shot and you were in
The doctor’s surgery
With your father and
This guy came in and
Said some bum’s gone
And shot Bob Kennedy
That’s another one the
Bastards have got and
There was muttering
Amongst those who
Were there women
Sobbing and men arguing
Gently as to who was behind
It and the nurse stood at
The reception desk looking
At the list and running her
Finger down and said Mrs
Browsticker you’re next but
Mrs. Browsticker never heard
She just sat there staring into
Space her fingers knitting an
Imaginary shawl and the nurse
Repeated Mrs Browsticker the
Doctor’s waiting for you and
Please can you keep down the
Noise other patients may have
Things on their minds and one
Guy the guy who brought the
News of Bob Kennedy said they’ve
Just gone and shot Bob Kennedy
In some hotel I think it was and
The nurse said Oh is that so and
She stood there with an expression
Of disbelief taking the guy’s unkempt
Appearance and ungroomed look and
Said rather more loudly MRS BROWSTICKER
WILL YOU GO IN NOW THE DOCTOR IS
WAITING and your father said show some
Respect lady a great man has been taken
Down the doctor can wait a while for the
News to sink in and the nurse pulled a face
Liked a slapped ass and threw her gum in the bin.
