The President
The President roared, The President roared:
‘I have so much power, yet I am bored.’
The President thought, The President thought:
‘What can I do for today’s bit of sport?’
The President said, The President said:
‘Bring me that man and I’ll chop off his head.’
The President cried, The President cried:
‘Now I shed tears for the man who just died.’
The President lied.
Stephen Gospage
Sun 20th Mar 2022 17:01
That's very kind of you, Holden. And thanks to New Shoes, Russell, Stephen, Rudyard and Meet Kothari for liking this poem.