Wendy Cope

Wendy Cope (born 21 July 1945) is an English poet.

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• Bloody men are like bloody buses -
  You wait for about a year
  And as soon as one approaches your stop
  Two or three others appear.
  • Bloody men

• The day he moved out was terrible -
  That evening she went through hell.
  His absence wasn't a problem
  But the corkscrew had gone as well.
  • Loss

• And happy families go to church and cheerily they mingle
  And the whole business is unbelievably dreadful, if you're single.
  • A Christmas Poem

• My true love hath my heart and I have hers
  We swapped last Tuesday and felt quite elated
  But now whenever one of us refers
  To 'my heart' things get rather complicated.
  • Parody of Sir Philip Sidney

• In April one seldom feels cheerful;
  Dry stones, sun and dust make me fearful;
  Clairvoyants distress me,
  Commuters depress me—
  Met Stetson and gave him an earful.
  • Parody of T. S. Eliot