DEDICATED TO DESMOND
It’s the Desmond Llewelyn
dedication
Muttered quietly under the
breath
When a meeting goes on far
too long
Carrying with it the stench
of death
“Dedicated to Desmond” I softly mutter
“What’s that you said?” they cry
“That I believe I heard you utter...?”
“Oh, nothing...” I reply
It’s the Desmond Llewelyn
dedication
I have to use it far too
often
When the talk is all “going
forward”
And ordinary people get
forgotten
“Dedicated to Desmond” I softly mutter
“What’s that you said?” they cry
“That I thought that I heard you utter...?”
“Oh, nothing...” I reply
It’s the Desmond Llewelyn
dedication
I seem to use it all the time
In order to get through
another day
Business people can be such
swine
“Dedicated to Desmond” I softly mutter
“What’s that you said?” they cry
“That I’m certain I heard you utter...?”
“Oh, nothing...” I reply
It’s the Desmond Llewelyn
dedication
Whispered quietly at that
big table
In response to their latest
nonsense
As they weave some
management fable
“Dedicated to Desmond” I softly mutter
“What’s that you said?” they cry
“That I know that I heard you utter...?”
“Oh, nothing...” I reply
It’s a Doctor Who production
code
For “The Face of Evil” - you
can look it up
But if you think that’s
being too obscure
Keep on staring into your
coffee cup
“Dedicated to Desmond” I softly mutter
“What’s that you said?” they cry
“That I’m convinced I heard you utter...?”
“Oh, nothing...” I reply
It’s the Desmond Llewelyn
dedication
A useful phrase - you might
find - for you
When you’re asked to salute
some flagpole
But those bastards deserve a
“For Q”
Martin A W Holmes, June 2019
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