Friday, February 02, 2024

OUR BLADDERS ALONE

 King Charles and my prostrate gland

Have made me into a republican man,

For whilst I groan and strain to piss,

Stuck on sixty-week waiting list,

That monarch, who I won’t call mine,

Is operated on and can recline,

In a warm clean private hospital bed,

Attentively nursed and very well fed,

Whilst I wait micturation, incomplete

On a cold suburban toilet seat.

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