by M A Smith
Living In A Daze
May Seem like Fun
But At Some Point
You’ll Face A Leadership Challenge
And Then Your Daze Will Expire
& A New Daze Will Begin
You Will Be Exiled With
Oodles Of Taxpayers Cash
And A Knighthood To Boot
These Are Presents
From The Bloodless Ones
To You
Oh, My Homely Actor
Thankyou Kindly
For Agreeing To Fill A Slot
And Go Through The Motions
Of The Pantomime
That Is
The Westminster Parliamentary System
Thanks Again
Don’t Call Us
We Will Call You
If Ever We Are Short
Of Placeholder Buffoons
& Silver-Plated Balloons.
Oh What’s That You Say?
Why Didn’t I Talk Of Uncle Sam?
Well, He Gets His Own Poem
As A Poet
Gentlemanly or Otherwise
Should Never
Mix His Drinks Or His Empires.
As It Always Leads to Regret