The Curmudgeon

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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Good Grief

To his best chum says Britain's Head Boy:
"All grief is political joy!
When crowds come and boo,
Just have a boo-hoo,
Like me with my dead baby boy!"

The cathedral is filled to capacity
As they plant the doyenne of rapacity.
Does George shed a tear,
Or is it a mere
Increase in his normal sebacity?

Whatever expedience forges
This weepy persona of George's,
It's all very moving
And jolly improving
And uplifts a good many gorges.

2 Comments:

  • At 9:27 pm , Anonymous Dave said...

    I wonder what he had to squeeze to produce that tear...

     
  • At 10:25 pm , Blogger Philip said...

    And now I'm going to have to spend considerable time and moral effort in trying not to wonder the same.

     

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