Jettisoning Polar Barley

You'll never see into my heart,
You silly old fool,
Although all is plain and clear -
All signed, t's crossed, i's dotted,
And written in triplicate.
You make the same mistakes,
Year after year,
As if nothing matters;
Patronising with a broad sweep of the hoe;
Potatoes dug up when they are green,
Dangerously full of solanine -
And left on my doorstep,
As if I've never been fed!
Shed painted just before rain,
And washed away...
At the stroke of twenty pounds.

You, just like the rest,
Spurn, ridicule, belittle,
And burn like hot treacle:
The only reason you'll ever know.
Ripping out bulls in china shops,
Until everything is smashed,
And beyond repair.

The distance between,
Grows day by day,
Hour by hour,
Minute by minute:
You carry on,
Until all lights are extinguished,
All hearts dissected out,
And arranged in childish order -
Just for 'Science',
And the erroneous proofs,
Fed to readers of the Daily Mail!