Tony Blair Acrostic
'Trustworthy' was NOT your strong suit:
Oily grins more your forte.
Nose pressed to the yankee jackboot,
You were not the dog to stray.
Bush-whacking the hands which fed you,
Licking blood-stains from your paws,
Arse-sniffing the rich - in-bred you
Issue-out your poodle roars,
Rip up Charters in your jaws.
Sonnet for Lost Innocence
There are some things we felt you ought to know...
The old guy dressed in red - him with the hood -
we knew he wasn't up to any good:
'Unlawful Entry' (as our cameras show).
That fairy with a thing for children's teeth
(or so he says) - we've taken D.N.A.:
it's our belief he'll soon be put away
(some alibis just beggar all belief!)
You see old hook-nose, giving us the eye?
An A.B.H., two ASBOs and a Tag
('Domestic Violence') -but that old slag,
his 'partner', Judy, just won't testify.
The State must claim us all sooner or later
where 'innocence' means 'lack of current data'.
Kevin Saving © 2009