I dare not watch the News again today
The House of Commons  deep in its own fray
Our leader is as stupid as an ox
Who thinks that he’s as cunning as a fox

We the people are at Civil War
The regime has  split and rotted all our cores
Like Blake’s rose which had its sweet decay
The people are enraged  about our Play

Shakespeare   could not write one apposite
We  cannot find a good enough play-right
The  people nondescript  because unknown
Biting their thin fingers to the bone.

Let somebody rid us of this rogue
Before our weak “democracy” erodes