Honours List

Jealous of Bugginses getting their turn?
Too lazy or crazy to attempt to earn,
a fillip, a medal, or notoriety?
You're nothing, no-one, a nobody.
Keep on trekking, like the drone you are,
an automaton adjunct to your rusting car.
You've got a job, a scarce-examined life,
a stranger in your house, who was once your wife.
Is there something, somewhere making you worthwhile?
Pathetic: there's no laughter, just the bitterest smile.
Looking down columns, do you really believe?
In what? What for? What have you ever done?
Why don't you go on a Rabbit-like run?
Or stop reading the papers on New Year's Eve.