In his conservative conservatory,
Bathed by the light of a losers blue moon,
Keith draws twisted kris ready for action,
Then plunges it into deputy’s back.
Those weasel words of so few hours ago,
Accepting full responsibility,
Leads one to Question his integrity.
Those on the soft left learn true treachery,
Not one of them are truly immune now,
Cesare Borgia’s ghost stalks Westminster,
Memories of Kinnock in eighty two,
Implosion drags Labour Party into
Pasokian wormhole with no way back.
Tony and Pete crack open the Bolly.
Harry Rogers In the Yellow Room, 9th May 2021.