Home County with a Fringe on top.

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At julietk's jolly good party bluedevi reminded me that I have yet to publish the following effort:

Impromptu
in response to a situationalist who thought some things weren't poetry, and said so

At the Oxford Fringe
Though the poems make me cringe
I inflict my revenge
In a Fringe ringe whinge binge.
I'm no stinge on the whinge
And my criticism swinges:
It's on rhymes that don't impinge
That my injured whingeing hinges.
But rather than the dingy
Ginger colour of the swingeing
Oxford Fringe cringe whinge binge
In jealousy I'm singed
Orange.