Glam rock cocks

Children like to play with dolls

But these ones are x-rated

With sex and drugs and rock and roll

They’re truly dissipated

Tunes are made from bits and scraps

A syncopated wrecked din

Their clothes all come from girls’ boutiques

And look like they’ve been slept in

Their tackle’s all too prominent

The trousers seeming glued on

But you don’t want to get too close

You’ll possibly get spewed on

 Their spindly shanks and skinny flanks

 Make parts obscenely lewder

The lyrics of their tinny tunes

Are nursery rhymes, but cruder

Their lipstick’s smeared, their nail polish’s chipped

Their hair looks chewed and ratty

If you took them home to meet your mum 

She’d think that you’d gone batty

Knock-kneed strut on wobbly legs

Bleary-eyes ahoy

Mumbling, stumbling human wrecks

Falling-down doll boys

Tina Jackson is a writer and journalist. Her debut novel The Beloved Children is published by rebel indie Fahrenheit Press and she is the author of Stories from The Chicken Foot House (Markosia, 2018), a collection of grungy transformation tales illustrated by Andrew Walker, and Struggle and Suffrage in Leeds: Womens’ Lives and the Fight for Equality (Pen & Sword, 2019).