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Erstwhile drizzle’s splendor fizzles

Knows a Seattle pluviophile
how its drizzle used to beguile
But by now it has gone in exile
these days instead downpours awhile

Memories linger longingly tender
of the long gone drizzle’s subtle splendor

When invited as a banquet date

did fate present him with a soul mate?

but his heart a Wheel of Ferris
instead he flew off to Paris

are rapturous flings but his grim fate?

Process never mysterious:
Elite’s manners once imperious
power keeps them delirious
while turns deadly deleterious

Whatever injustices the People decry
the Elite shall then dismissively justify

Even when finding
pavement coarse
and street lights blinding
on Life’s course

might as well let it run it’s course
as not much we can change, of course

Denial hard coated
invariably fractious
obstinately bloated
fallacious, fast & factious

Might ‘work’ within the rare moment
while a dubious bestowment

Does each of us think we know best
(though disclaimed in false humility)
though at Human Nature’s behest
ours merely purloined agility?

And if only one knows best
where does it leave us the rest?

Conversations smooth bubbles
shall easily puncture
burst on to fallow stubbles
at most awkward juncture

All while crashing comity’s concourse
rarely appears engender remorse?

Even between loving spouses
facts are used protectively
by a few lawmaker ‘louses’
evaded electively

Aren’t we when using facts deceptively
living in our lives unperceptively?

How not to cringe
at ‘lawmakers’ fringed
How Tories binge
in fantasy hinged

In their bungling chorus
some still spound like Boris!

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Boris Johnson: the former UK prime minister

Most virtue-signaling flags
been hauled down came autumn
Those still up flutter like rags
bleached, frayed top & bottom

Let’s hope they still our conscience nags
those fighting flags with their hashtags