The Daily Moaner

March 9, 2010

The Presses Must Roll Tonight

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: — lenko @ 1:39 pm

A song for our wonderful newspapers, who expose all secrets — except their own.

Father of Seven in Suicide Pact!
Family is Swept out to Sea.
Policeman who Burgled is Caught in the Act.
Duchess is granted Decree.
 
Tell us your heart-aches, show us your pain.
Open your wounds to our sight.
Bleed for the camera and pose once again,
For the presses must roll tonight.
Late Extra!
The presses must roll tonight.
 
Scandal of Judge in Kerb-Crawling Case.
M.P.’s indulging in Vice.
Your Guide to Sex, wearing Knickers of Lace!
Delightfully Naughty but Nice.
 
Wash out your linen and give us the dirt.
Hold up your tears to the light.
Show us your agony, show us your hurt,
For the presses must roll tonight.
Late Extra!
The presses must roll tonight.
 
Bishop and Vicar in Choir-Boy Shock.
Wife-Swapping Orgy in Kent!
Axeman Kills Seven while Running Amok.
Pop-Star Denies he is Bent.
 
Bring out your skeletons, rattle their chains.
Show us your hatred and spite.
Razor your wrists for us, blow out your brains,
For the presses must roll tonight.
Late Extra!
The presses must roll tonight.
 
Star of Blue Movies is Dying of AIDS.
Banker Convicted of Fraud.
Hundreds made Homeless as Army Invades.
Husband is Killed ‘Cos He Snored!
 
Admit your affair and confess to your crime.
Cringe for the readers’ delight.
Allow us to rake through the muck and the slime,
For the presses must roll tonight.
Late Extra!
The presses must roll tonight.
 
Secrets of Newspaper Owner Unveiled?
Editor’s Mistress on Game?
Reporter who Fiddled Expenses is Jailed?
Journalist’s Secrets of Shame?
 
Sit on the story! Suppress every hint!
Privacy’s everyone’s right.
So some of the news we just cannot print,
And the presses are silent tonight.
No Comment!
The presses are silent tonight.
 
 
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