SWANSONG?

On the fate of Boris Johnson,
Now that he has reached a swan song.
What ever will become of him?
Will he keep going to the gym?
Populists so feel the need
To suck up praise, to supercede
Each action on our media
Expand on Wikipedia.
He’ll hang glide into LBC,
Tippy Toe Tango on Strictly,
Slip us all a Bake Off cake,
Step onto Gardener’s World rake.
Become an even bigger luvvie,
Segue back to being scruffy.
Oh how we’ll laugh at his antics,
Cockups, guffaws, speeches frantic,
God help us he won’t go away,
On our screens ever and a day.

Harry Rogers in the Red Bedroom, 2nd September 2022.

GO LARGE

There is no point going mimsy
Bigger is better by far.
Giant Nuclear power
Plants make absolute green sense.
Go large.
No point telling little lies,
When telling any pork pies
Best make sure it’s a whopper,
And then keep on telling it.
Go large.
If you’re gonna stab colleagues
In their backs use giant knives
Buried deep and ultra quick,
Act fast, don’t prevaricate.
Go large.
If you’re going to bribe pals
Stuff envelopes royally,
With high denomination
Banknotes, small ones ain’t so good.
Go large.
When you crash and burn just smile,
Laugh off all criticism,
Totally ignore failure,
Ramp up your propaganda,
Go large.
Whilst plotting your next comeback
Raise your media profile,
Keep taking photos of stunts
Stay huge in the public’s eye.
Go large.
Or disappear.

Harry Rogers in the Red Bedroom 2nd. September 2022.