The last place you look

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Where could all those Chinese subs be?
They aren’t on the land, all agree.
And they’re not in the air;
We have looked everywhere,
Except of course – under the sea.

Sneaky Subs

Caving In

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I’m sick of being chained to this cold rock;
I’m sure you all are just as bored as I,
But here’s my secret: I have picked the lock,
And in a moment, from this cave I’ll fly.
I’m tired of forms that flicker on the walls;
I’m off to find the source of shade and light.
“Philosopher!” – The wider world it calls;
The truth I’m sure is not so black and white.

I’m back! And now I’ll tell you what I saw:
These shifting shadows aren’t reality!
But what! You say my rantings you’ll ignore?
Remind me of my frail mortality?
Perhaps you’re right – I didn’t see the sun;
In any case, you’re many, I’m but one.

Wall or Fall?

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With speed the Hungarian labours
To finish a fence armed with sabres;
With razor sharp wire;
A wall to admire.
Good fences, they sure make good neighbours.

border-fence

The Stock Market Expert

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They say this guy has second sight;
He said it would fall from its height.
He’s said it for years
And like most market seers,
Eventually he gets it right.

Free Food

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With no gluten is our product laced,
And no fat that is animal based.
There is no MSG
And of salt it is free –
Consequently it’s free of all taste.

Reading Churchill

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I read Churchill – and little has changed –
Just the borders and tribes rearranged.
Though he’d note, were he here,
There is much more to fear –
With the natives now far more deranged.

“How dreadful are the curses which Mohammedanism lays on its votaries! Besides the fanatical frenzy, which is as dangerous in a man as hydrophobia in a dog, there is this fearful fatalistic apathy. The effects are apparent in many countries. Improvident habits, slovenly systems of agriculture, sluggish methods of commerce, and insecurity of property exist wherever the followers of the Prophet rule or live. A degraded sensualism deprives this life of its grace and refinement; the next of its dignity and sanctity. The fact that in Mohammedan law every woman must belong to some man as his absolute property – either as a child, a wife, or a concubine – must delay the final extinction of slavery until the faith of Islam has ceased to be a great power among men. Thousands become the brave and loyal soldiers of the faith: all know how to die but the influence of the religion paralyses the social development of those who follow it. No stronger retrograde force exists in the world. Far from being moribund, Mohammedanism is a militant and proselytizing faith. It has already spread throughout Central Africa, raising fearless warriors at every step; and were it not that Christianity is sheltered in the strong arms of science, the science against which it had vainly struggled, the civilisation of modern Europe might fall, as fell the civilisation of ancient Rome.”
― Winston S. Churchill, The River War

King Liar

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To look someone straight in the eye
And tell what is clearly a lie.
A huge one, in fact –
Refuse to retract –
That takes an exceptional guy.

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The Herd

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As a farmer – you may take my word:
One must build up a quality herd.
One must breed from the best –
And the strays that infest?
Their expulsion must not be deferred.

Wedding Cake Revenge

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A piece of cake? – think I will pass.
You forced him to bake it – alas,
For he prepared your food;
If I may be so crude –
Is its taste reminiscent of ass?

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Asexual Ted

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On sex we’re told Ted wasn’t keen.
His activities never obscene.
Without doubt ineffectual,
And also asexual –
In fact quite a sexual machine.

Ted Heath Asexual