The Elite’s manners imperious
power gets them delirious
then turns deadly deleterious
outcome never mysterious
Whatever injustices we decry
they shall dismissively justify
Became speaker by squeaker
Never mind folks in Peoria
dragging deep down in dysphoria
all they do is to cavil
while Kevin swings the gavel
carried away in euphoria
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-Kevin = Kevin McCarthy, new speaker of the House
%) Rather than lead-by-nose acolyte prefer to stand on my own upright
They’re selling us the chimerical
offering head-in-sand snugness
no wonder I’m anti-clerical
intolerable their smugness
Trying to steer us out on their dance
they tolerate no rejection
show arrogance from first to last glance
cannot fathom our rejection
Rather than lead-by-nose acolyte
prefer to stand on my own upright
What me yield? Don’t you see I’m large-wheeled?
At those pedestrian crossings striped
cantankerous drivers of ‘tanks’
impatiently stopped, while sometimes griped
about walkers’ deficient thanks
Obsequious must be walkers may
it’s in U.S culture, of course
prevailing attitude holding sway:
Need respect only size & force!
Thus most backward to yield
when we are the large-wheeled
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‘tanks’ = here: ever larger cars, SUVs et al
Keeping our options nimbly actable by keeping our facts tractable
Even between loving spouses
facts played down protectively
By politician class louses
evaded electively
When we apply facts deceptively
surely doing so perceptively?!
Mere opinion refuge of the minion
A mere opinion is but belling
when makes no case. Hardly compelling
Where there’s nothing but opinions
our thought process lingers defective
We’re marching as mindless minions
when emotionally deflective
While when mind & heart tuned reflective
we may perceive & learn perspective
Tories unrestrained leaving us grimly entertained
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
Fluttering hope fraying, as issues still staying
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
Sign in the yard doesn’t make you a bard
Along with other woke tag lines
the campaign ‘Black Lives Matter’
has seen taken down its yard signs
while White lies still do smatter
Signs a snug way to get involved
and largely leave issues unsolved
It’s still Sweden, yes SwEDEN
Clearly too powerful a pastiche
of the stolid Kingdom of Sweden
to persuade itself to unleash
from seeing itself as an Eden:
Where was that Swedish predilection
for well ingrained circumspection
when joined NATO without election
in untoward genuflection?
Swedish deliberations may seem esoteric
to the surrounding, less advanced, world barbaric