
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).