Reply to "Reason"

The Vico Fairies don't agree
with these old Rocks beside the Sea,
been uglified in a vile way,
with useless bars 'n' cement all grey.
And Rocks and Sea will raise one night
and shake away the man-made blight!

Ramparts Rhyming Reason

Valiant Vico fairies there be none
Vanished, gone with kinder's puerile fun,
Risen up has Ramparts son
An' laid brown carpet for all an' one

Heavy lies some maiden's ills
For past ageing Vico hills,
Weeping laments and scripted damn
Decried 'n' echoed ad nauseam

Give whinge and whine a timely break
Ramparts folk 'ave all they'll take,
Button up those fairy lips
Vico's steps have lost their trips

What's new is oft' hard to wear
But worry not there's time to spare,
For Winter's song will aid despair
By Summer's light 'til all be fair!

Sonnet Nr. 1 (Maidens ending)

Who was so cruel to take away my rocks,
T'was done by unspiritual engineering cocks!
I used to be one with that magic place,
it lost it's magic, and now it's funct'nal space.
I wish (and that not merely for the rhyme)
that Vico fairies will revenge the crime!

Crafty hand of Nature, or maybe proof of god!

She kept this pile of leave in position for hours with her invisable breezy brush.

Sonnet No 1

The works were made by men from lands afar
Who toiled in baking sun and mist and rain.
Before the pathway coated was with tar
We dippers had much reason to complain -
Oft'times o'er missing step my toe did trip,
When going for a dip in yonder sea;
But now I have no fear of awkward slip,
And safely can return for Dermot's tea;
In summer sun I'll laze on concrete seat
With views across the sea to mountains high;
Below the steps are cubic, straight and neat
They have been made with wondrous expert eye.
    But since the works do not meet maiden's pleasure,
    They are reserved for working men at leisure