A bobblehead with beady eyes; A peddler of pernicious lies; Despotic power his driving drug, This bully, this neurotic thug.

His paranoid delusions brought A war that need not have been fought: The bullets, bombs and brinkmanship For one crank’s evil ego trip.

 #UkraineRussia

Lo and behold: a Prime Minister baking, Smoked in a firestorm of his own making. Burnt by the hypocrite-fraud routine And dousing the flames with gasoline.

 #partygate  #BorisJohnsonOut  #micropoetry

The thing about our dear PM Is that he has no stratagem, Except to bluff and blag and hope His cronies feed out extra rope, Affording him more borrowed time Before he hangs for Covid crime.

 #COVID  #Boris  #micropoem

‘Let the bodies pile high,’ Said the loveable crook. ‘We can turn a blind eye And then squirm off the hook.’

 #COVID  #Boris  #micropoem

Sun’s out, guns out – tatts an’ all. Hear that primal tribal call. Top off, son – suck in yer gut. Show the world yer penguin strut.

 #micropoem