Songs for an Impossible Musical #4

Bombs are falling again on the outskirts of Baghdad. From his hotel badroom, war reprter Jeremy can see the dramatic columns of smoke, as usual, but cannot be sure which buildings have been targeted tonight. He sighs, opens his suitcase, takes out his ukelele and begins to sing, something after the manner of the late George Formby:

Jeremy's Song

When times are rotten and the world is bad
An intelligent person must be sensible,
Must be serious, must be sad;
Being cheerful is reprehensible
But

I can't  raise the ghost of  a frown
Though all those bombs keep tumbling down,
Knowing that you love me.
I stared down the barrel of a Sunni gun
And all I could think was "Life is fun!"
Because I love you and I know that you love me.

I've been to Belfast, but couldn't feel gloomy
Cheerfulness kept surging through me,
Knowing that you love me.
Even Jerusalem - no good at all;
I had a whale of a time beside the Wailing Wall,
Because I love you and I know that you love me.

I went to Zimbabwe - what a hoot
And I was just as happy in West Beirut,
Knowing that you love me.
Life is bright and never ever a bore
Even when I listen to Radio Four,
Because I love you and I know that you love me.

I don't know what misery means;
I could be happy in Milton Keynes,
Knowing that you love me.
I'm a cow in clover, I'm a pig in shit;
Paradise is possible and this is it,
Because I love you and I know that you love -
We're the definition of a true love -
I don't think I'll ever need a new love -
I love you and I know that you love me.

George Simmers

If you've any comments on this poem, George Simmers would be pleased to hear from you.

This is the fourth in a series of Songs for an Impossible Musical. Simmersong #1 Simmersong #2 Simmersong #3