Poetry – A Populist Clown

A Populist Clown

 

A populist clown from the right side of town

With his jolly demeanour bringing us down.

 

A privileged toff, fond of having it off.

Knickers off before you can cough.

 

A lazy buffoon – life’s a game for this loon

As he sends the nation to its doom.

 

An obese fool who thinks it is cool

For us to hit the wall.

 

A power-mad chancer, political freelancer,

With the truth he’s a dancer.

 

An incompetent twat, another fat-cat

Without a clue on this or that.

 

He’s playing a game, with wealth and fame

And we’ll end up with the blame.

 

Opher – 19.5.2020

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