"keir" poems
Boris likes to stroke his Mogg
Merkel loves a hot Macron
David Davis hates to Barnier
Keir Starmer gels with Garnier
May adores her slimy Gove
While Corbyn woos the Abbott
Liz Truss? Such angry sourpuss
Herself to champion loudly fuss
And Greening's not for leaning
Against the Brexit so opposed
Sajid wants a blimp of Trump
Which has given Donald the ****
Whilst in the gilt historic chair
We’ve a bent partisanal ******
Cash grabbing John the squeaker
Bercow! How in hell are you still Speaker?
Now when speaking of selfish greed
Travel. Duck houses. Second homes, and such
Let’s remember; as not to would be unfair
That glib arrogant war-monger; Blair
I’ve had enough of all of them
The Blunts. The Hunts. The useless…
Pieces of flotsam and jetsom
Don’t even start me on Leadsom!
©pofacedpoetry (Billy Reynard-Bowness 2018 – All rights reserved)
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
I am yours and you are mine
If that is ever denied I hope I am the first to hear
Keir, let me make this clear
The color of your eyelashes matches my eyes so perfectly it is undeniably certain that we will always compromise
That does not mean we will see eye to eye
But the flutter of your blond lashes
and the love in my almond colored eyes will compliment each other
Like two school kids who have discovered playground love
Or a passing airplane through a clouded sky
It's not a fortunate accident
It did not fall from the heavenly sky
Luck has no part in it
It is a series of unconscious events that lead to a very conscious decision
This is effort and planning
With a very innocent motive
You are my hard work and commitment
That is so uncommon in my train of thoughts
It is a foreign pattern that I learned while I was abroad
And you are my sweet relic to prove my journey was real.
Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC