Ant Smith

All poems

Whatever happened to baby jade

Three-fourteen AM - stop the press
Jade Goody admits she is dead

‘Family would like privacy.’
It seems a little late to ask
Goody's body was placed in the back of an estate car and driven away.
Surely the best in UGC
Plastination not withstanding

She died on Mother’s Day, aw shucks
This second coming This
perfect people’s princess prasad
This lady dies
Not with laughing but with screaming
I hope, in my heart
One less bullying
Big old momma