The Curmudgeon

YOU'LL COME FOR THE CURSES. YOU'LL STAY FOR THE MUDGEONRY.

Friday, May 27, 2022

It Doesn't Just Flutter in the Breeze

Your stoical Britannic
May loosen bowels in panic
When decent folk must rush to save themselves:
In plague and isolation,
We've seen phlegmatic Nation
Flush toilet paper clean from all the shelves.

Now patriots are hunting
For flag-emblazoned bunting
To jubilate the Seventieth Year:
They seek red, white and blue stuff,
Absorbent, and not too rough
To utilise when polishing the rear.

Patty Numlump OBE

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