Diary of a Flying Artist When Tom and I were in year 11 we we're pretty bored so we made jokes to keep ourselves awake during maths. Everyone enjoys taking the piss out of people who are full of themselves. Tom decided to take the piss out of Simon Armitage by writing this poem. If you ever have to study poetry during GCSE English then you'll know why poems seem to be so full of bollocks. This might make you feel better!

Diary of the flying artist I play the bongos on my brother's head. So, maybe it is fair to say I deserved what I got. But the head and the heart of doom versus justice shall battle it out to solve the conundrum. She trips. I walk. And the blame falls my way again. Oh! The unfortunate soul in my pain stricken body! As you would be, but I am bamboozled and the caring stops: there. What would have you done? It's not in your character, your perfect. And so I re-offended, till I'm blue. I am blue.