All the Gods were chatting, <br />sitting round <br />having a party drinking wine <br />as they do when, from time to time <br />they're bored of hanging around in space <br />and just shining, burning gas. <br />They are used to working as a team <br />but in a rather distant way <br />just look at any constellation <br />see what I mean? <br /> <br />One of them had read The Sun <br />A most famous newspaper <br />well that's what it told <br />and was concerned about <br />some of the things it said. <br />'Do you know' he said <br />'There's global warming coming <br />and a credit crunch <br />not to mention massive floods <br />and typhoons in a tearing rush. <br />Do you think we should <br />do something about it? ' <br /> <br />'Have another glass of wine' <br />said the others <br />'yes, interesting to hear <br />the local news <br />but you should read <br />The Universal Voice.' <br />What's that saying? he asked. <br />'Oh the big stories are <br />Inflation seems out of control, <br />there's a new theory on that. <br />Relatively speaking we now <br />have more time for leisure. <br />There's a report from the front line <br />'Big Bang Touches Void' <br />and a human Interest story.' <br />'Oh what's that one? ' he asked. <br />'Its about the influence <br />newspapers are having on <br />their lives.'<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/newspapers-and-gods/
