“Placeholder Buffoons” (A Poem)

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