Trash! Smash balderdash,
Gibberish, all mish-mash,
Masquerading as the news.
Fiction, facts, we’re owed the truth.
Pish! Posh, all that dosh,
Dishing dirt, a load of tosh,
Captivating, cunning plan,
Doled out fodder for wee man.
Big man runs the well-oiled wheels,
Sleight of hand, we watch, he steals,
Steam, press, turn, depress with force,
One-sided justifies divorce.
Free to question, new release,
Biased brethern, big bro’ pleased.
Watch little man as he cuts chains,
Asking why, alive again.
Hubble, bubble, all this trouble,
Got our countries in a guddle.
Ickle, tickle, brand new hatch,
Easy-peasy, stand by, catch.
Fishy fish, caught with intent, by
Fishermen with hearts well meant.
Then we can fry them with some garlic and a lovely lemon zest. Hmmhmm. Smack!
8 thoughts on “Guddling”
Fisherman fryed with a little garlic sounds good! Should be salty enough.
Are you sure you’re not talking about America?
Caps fitting all over, I’m guessing.
Tickling fingers at the ready then.
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Serious topic, humorously written 😊x
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