Divine one
You who guard the waters of the Styx
Let this creature pass
Your largesse enfolding her avoirdupois.
She, the victim of calumny
Ravaged by the tabloids
Her body scarred with lies
Has come for your sacred judgement.
The great earthly judges
Have declared her free
And given balm.
Now, oh great god
Bring your own justice and relief
Lift her burdens, grant her your release
Bathe her in the light of minor celebrity.
Watch not the dying hordes
Those refugees on battered boats.
Spare no time for the dying
Clutching their bellies
With food’s remembrance.
These shall pass
Shall always haunt the gates of hell.
But this morsel of delight
This actress of becoming humour
Has fought the media giants
Slayed their monstrous hydra.
Let her pass through
With her golden coins
Her earning powers restored.
Oh, brilliant world
Oh, desperate justice
Oh, life without reward
Here passes an ancient good
The big girl with the herculean hide
Bearing our woes to infinity:
You who guard the waters of the Styx
Let her pass to the other side.
Gar Jones: September 2017
You who guard the waters of the Styx
Let this creature pass
Your largesse enfolding her avoirdupois.
She, the victim of calumny
Ravaged by the tabloids
Her body scarred with lies
Has come for your sacred judgement.
The great earthly judges
Have declared her free
And given balm.
Now, oh great god
Bring your own justice and relief
Lift her burdens, grant her your release
Bathe her in the light of minor celebrity.
Watch not the dying hordes
Those refugees on battered boats.
Spare no time for the dying
Clutching their bellies
With food’s remembrance.
These shall pass
Shall always haunt the gates of hell.
But this morsel of delight
This actress of becoming humour
Has fought the media giants
Slayed their monstrous hydra.
Let her pass through
With her golden coins
Her earning powers restored.
Oh, brilliant world
Oh, desperate justice
Oh, life without reward
Here passes an ancient good
The big girl with the herculean hide
Bearing our woes to infinity:
You who guard the waters of the Styx
Let her pass to the other side.
Gar Jones: September 2017