For Cool Britannia Poem by Milos Jovanka

For Cool Britannia

At first I fell into an Oasis
but then it all became a Blur
someone handed me a Placebo
Then my thoughts went all to Pulp

so you can keep your grunge
wash the angst off with a spunge
cause the cool kids liked bop
to the snap and crackle of britpop

Monday, April 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: memorial
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