Thursday, July 07, 2022

LINES ON THE RESIGNATION OF BOJO

 I listened to the morning radio,

He still sat, like a blonde toad, burping latin

And exuding slime over us all.

I resignedly stomped off

To brush my teeth and wash,

And returned cleaned to hear

That Boris Notgudonov had gone.

An old age of corrupt Conservatism

Would still stagger on, perhaps;

Or is this the first stone rolling

Down a hillside before

Eventual collapse.

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