Wednesday, 5 October 2016

The Bad Penny

So it seems that the new leader of UKIP has resigned. This poem is called Bad Penny
Is he lurking in the shadows,
hiding under stairs,
watching round the corner
 to catch you unawares?
Is he snaking through the shrubbery,
waiting beneath the bed?
Is he prowling in the darkness?
This bogeyman’s not dead.
We thought we’d seen the last of him.
We’d wished him bon voyage.
But like the proverbial bad penny,
Here comes Nigel Farage.

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