It'll Never Catch On

This poem was written for our September pub poetry group (at the Barking Dog). The theme was 'some things don't catch on'. I hope you enjoy reading it!


It’ll Never Catch On

It’ll never catch on, mate, it’ll never catch on.

I’ll pay it by card, lad. It’s safer, job done.

Crypto’s a scam, bud; it’s a game and they’ve won.

It’ll never catch on, mate. It’ll never catch on.


It’ll never catch on, guv. It’ll never catch on.

Cash is the king - there’s no paper trail, son.

I’ll pay you with notes; what’s it cost; ‘bout a tonne?

It’ll never catch on, mate. It’ll never catch on.


It’ll never catch on, love, it’ll never catch on.

Paper’s too flimsy. You want some weight to it, hun.

How else will you know they’ve picked your pocket and run?

It’ll never catch on, darling - never catch on.


It’ll never catch on, sire, it’ll never catch on.

Those coins aren’t real gold, they don’t shine like the sun.

Give me doubloons, or an ingot; just one.

It’ll never catch on, lord, it’ll never catch on.


It’ll never catch on, friend, it’ll never catch on.

What use have I for metal? It can’t feed anyone!

No, let us barter for food and then let us be gone.

It’ll never catch on, mate, it’ll never catch on.

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