The things that go bump,
In the nighttime,
or the day,
Are often unseen.
This doesn’t help much,
Try setting up cameras,
It might surprize you.
As complex as simple is.
The things that go bump,
In the nighttime,
or the day,
Are often unseen.
This doesn’t help much,
Try setting up cameras,
It might surprize you.
Huawei leaker hunt,
The Cabinet’s in Grays sights,
She’s hauling them in.
Poor Bin turns it down,
Din dins with the Queen and Bump,
For racist reasons!!
Collapse imminent?
Maybe, for Tory Party,
Those stuffed up ponces!
Brexit vote looms large,
Has she done enough last night?
Such a stupid mess.
Now its eight point six,
Yes, billions for Bump’s wall,
It’s such bad planning.
Enough with the lies,
The deceit and alibis,
The dragon’s disguise!
Thirty-five days out,
Bump gives in without his wall,
And vows to return.

Stone is arrested,
Bump still denies involvement,
What a carry-on!
Note: You will see some amendments to my last Haiku blog yesterday. I can’t believe that one of the three people that look at my site, was Mr President.
CIA raided my garage last night and removed some empty boxes. That was helpful. They left a note saying, “…the blog is highly inappropriate and offensive. This must be removed with all reference to the US President removed….” it goes on, “…the relationship with our allies is not the best and this does not assist that.” I note allies was spelt without a capital.
I have had to take this warning very seriously and have considered my actions. Yes, they were rude and offensive and I have amended them now to clarify my intentions.
It seems I’ve a fan.
A great fun and special man.
Ooyah! Mister P.