THE POEMS OF STEPHEN FRY & HUGH LAURIE

(from the A BIT OF FRY AND LAURIE U.S. video tape)

The Rest of My Life

by a T.B. Mitchell

"Forward and back,"
Said the old man in the dance
As he whittled away at his stick,
Long gone, long gone
Without a glance
To the entrance made of brick.


Institutions

by Richard Maddox

Le


Hugh's Poem

Underneath the bellied skies
Where dust and rain find space to fall
To fall and lie and change again
Without a care or mind at all
For art and life and things above
In that there look just there
No right left up down past or future
We have but ourselves to fear.
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