McGough is known as a humerous poet, but this book covers depths as well as heights (perhaps the perspective of a certain age); I love the surreal imagination-gone-wild moments and the way the poet seems to be talking directly to you and sometimes gets you in the gut with a very serious subject, or is it dark humour? Sometimes you have to read the poem twice.
Yes, it would have been marvellous, it would have been splendid
If you hadn't had it published on the day the world ended.
from On Having a First Book of Poetry Published (The day the world ended)