Brand Boris

Mike Bell/ February 21, 2016/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

Boris exists
as far as the south;
His voice is old-posh,
ruling real work out.

Bumbling, Chuchillian,
or chilling-distract,
his politics opportunistic,
headlined-crap:

Seeking the leadership,
of a euro-kicked dog,
the raisin d’etre
of Johnson’s fog.

He will sit ready
to lead vacuum-bores;
No longer a mayor
or bankers’ whore.

Let go of London,
Boris will bike,
the Right will whinny,
Lifting Tory-knives.

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