Omanis, like all Arabs, have a much keener interest in poetry than English people do. So, I was not particularly surprised when an Omani student asked me the other day, if I could tell him an English poem. I could only think of these two by Roger McGough. I wonder what he made of them? Be scratching his head for a while, I think.  

My cat and i

Girls are simply the prettiest things
My cat and i believe
And we're always saddened
When it's time for them to leave

We watch them titivating
(that often takes a while)
And though they keep us waiting
My cat and i just smile

We like to see them to the door
Say how sad it couldn't last
Then my cat and i go back inside
And talk about the past.

If Life’s a Lousy Picture, Why Not Leave Before the End

Don’t worry
One night we’ll find that deserted Kinema
The torches extinguished
The Cornish ripples locked away in the safe
The tornoff tickets chucked
In the tornoff shotbin
The projectionist gone home to his nightmare

Don’t worry
That film will still be running
(the one about the sunset)
& we’ll find two horses
tethered in the front stalls
& we’ll mount
& we’ll ride off

............. into

...........................our

...................................happy

.............................................ending