DEAD CAT ON THE TRACK.

BJ’s whippet enters the final bend
Well in the lead with his backers cheering,
At this point dead cat was thrown onto track,
Race descended into farce and every one lost.
Partygate sprinted straight past Brexit Boy,
Left growling as he gnawed on moggy’s corpse,
Unhappy punters call for a rerun,
Brexit Boy’s last race is done, he is crocked,
Cat laced with concentrated Omicron
Is the nemesis that leaves him undone,
Dreams of endless power leave BJ’s head,
Floodlights dim as supporters drift away,
What was it that old H G Wells once said?
Oh Yeah, “Every dogma has it’s day.”

Harry Rogers, In The Red Bedroom, 15th December 2021.