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A Tipple Too Much?

I am your leader, now what’s all the fuss?
I messed up my interview, haven’t you sussed?
It was early, very early, I was tired, I think,
From celebrating our think-in, not from the drink!
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Those scurrilous pups who are spreading these lies,
Are a shower of liars intent on my demise,
All that I did was sing a few songs,
And have the odd pint, is that so wrong?
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You want to know many pints I drank that night?
I think it was three, no wait, that’s not right,
Perhaps it was four, or was it just five?
Then again, it might have been six, if it was its a lie,
Seven or eight is probably nearer the mark,
Ah, but it was worth it, for I sang like a lark.
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Now leave me alone, there is a job to be done,
Like saving our land from freefall, so glum,
I am your leader, now give me some space,
Slagging me off is a national disgrace.
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I have a meeting to go to, another think-in, hee haw!
Goodbye and good riddance, now where is that bar?

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There was a politician, quite bad

There was a politician, quite bad

 

There was a politician, quite bad,

Who told us one day we were mad,

That we borrowed too much,

And with reality had lost touch,

I say it is he, not us, who is MAD.

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He thought he saw a politician,
Who lived the perfect life,
He looked again, and saw it was,
A huge, humongous lie .
That’s it, he said, I realise,
The foolishness of life.

It’s a mess

He thought he saw an honest man,
Within the parliament,
He looked again, and saw it was,
Another bloated blimp.
Unless they leave this house,” he said,
There will be no hope, I think.”

It’s a real mess!

He thought he saw a banker man,
Who made an honest buck,
He looked again, and saw he was,
Entwined in all the muck.
If I were king, he said,
His head would be on the block.

It’s a terrible mess!

He thought he saw a banker’s clerk,
A man of honest youth,
He looked again, and saw he was,
A succubus forsooth.
If he should stay, he said, for sure,
My savings I will lose.

Crikey, what a mess!

He thought he saw a kangaroo,
Hopping down his street one day,
He looked again, and saw it was,
A banker’s ill gained pay.
Were I to accept this, he said,
It would be a dark, dark day.

Mess, mess, mess!

He though he saw limousine,
With groom and bride, so sweet,
He looked again, and saw it was,
The country on its knees.
We’re lost, he said, the country’s bust,
Kaput, no more, deceased.

Fix the mess!

He though he saw a shaft of light,
That shone through all this gloom,
He looked again, and saw it was,
The cold, reflected moon.
If I were young, he said aloud,
I’d make them swing – and soon!

Get those who are responsible for the mess!

He though he saw a chink of light,
A way from all this mess,
He looked again, and saw it was,
Their New World Order – yes!
Their ways are bad, corrupt, he said
For them, not us, excess.

And when we get them, what are we going to do with them?

He thought he saw the final words,
Inscribed upon a sheet,
He looked again, and saw it was,
Them sweating from the heat.
They thought us fools, he sorely said,
Come on, we’ve lives to lead!

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