Apathy rules, OK?
Or then again . . .
As they attempt to puncture my apathy, like
archers confronting St Sebastian’s torso,
The two main parties leave my gorge rising
like taxes or prices, only more so.
Whatever the waters they prefer to muddy
One side remains grisly, the other bloody.
So shall I turn tactical or flibbertigibbety
And award my vote to the Bird of Liberty?
Alas, since this now flies in a pale-blue
coalition, a state of affairs I deem toxic,
even if not constitutionally illicit,
Rather than present my face in a polling
station, I shall turn round and present
something else and they can all kiss it.
Last edited by Jerome Betts; 04-04-2011 at 07:37 AM.
Reason: Re-jigged.
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