Mad Matt Hancock, the Health Secretary
Is becoming increasingly desperate.
Why just the other day, he requested the aid
Of intimidating plague doctors. Thus,
He wants to take us back, literally,
Hundreds of years! They wear bird - like beak masks
To protect them from being infected
By deadly diseases like the Black Death
And now the deadly corona virus,
Because they believe that they are air bourne!
O they are so cold and calculated!
And also carry canes to examine
And direct pale, poorly patients, without
The need to make direct contact with them.
With mad Matt Hancock in complete 'command',
I wonder what could possibly go wrong!
And to quickly add Dominic you good sir, should write for Punch magazine. Maybe something to think over. Thanks again and take care.
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I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for your comments Shaun...the way that this incompetent government has handled the lockdown period has been pure pantomime...it would be funny, if it was not so tragic...I think it's vitally important to remember that many lives have been lost unnecessarily...it's disgraceful actually! Nevertheless, it's provided me with so much material to satirise.