The PM Problem – A Poem
The country lies in ashen tatters.
Who will lead us? Doesn’t matter!
The lot of ’em are mad as hatters,
but Boris looks a shoe in.
The country lies in ashen tatters.
Who will lead us? Doesn’t matter!
The lot of ’em are mad as hatters,
but Boris looks a shoe in.
“Can we ask for anything we want?”
Well, of course. It’s Santa. You might not get everything you ask for, but you’re allowed to put anything you like in a letter.
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