Guy Fawkes Poem by John KENT

Guy Fawkes



I have the inclination to emulate Guy Fawkes


and to blow up politicians where they work,


for all their lying and deceiving and governmental thieving


like their superannuation and all their parliamentary perks,


but I would like to make it clear the only reason they're still here


is not because I'm scared to light the fuse,


no, the reason they're still nesting in the rooms they've been infesting


is simply that I haven't (YET) found enough dynamite to use!




23/6/2013

Sunday, September 3, 2017
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