rubbish - Haiku Book

Monday 23/12/19

A tidy up day,
Things to pack away,
Or clean,
So much rubbish too.

I am exhausted,
I cannot move anymore,
I’ve lifted so much.

What do you expect?
Rubbish in so rubbish out,
True for Government!

I sense a Haiku,
Lurking in my subconscious,
Leaking slowing through.

Bolloxit mayhem,
Poor-Bin wades in with rubbish.
His Marxist clap-trap.

I don’t believe it!
PM May in disarray,
Holds anyones hand!

It’s unravelling,
Government has lost the plot,
PM is in charge!!

Greasy Grey mismay,
As she runs out of options,
Will she cancel votes?

A real dodgy move,
May loose confidence votes then,

In retreat now May?

Babette Louper says,
“Cross Party Amendments moves,
Time has run out now”.

Who’s Babette Louper?
Chair woman of Gnome Affairs,
Where’s next Cross Party?

I hope you do know,
Cycle Mauve is Michael Gove,
The squeaking wheels turn.

Bumhole Bump is Trump,
A pain in the butt for sure,
Some kind of mob link.

Greasy Grey yes her,
Yes PM, Teresa May,
Number 10, for now!

Fiends this Friday eve,
Shocking pathetic horrors,
A sad inditement.

We already do,
Judge Conservatives badly,
Such a rubbish job.

New SS style,
In NHS checking service,
For checking migraints.

This is so perverse,
Golden Goodbyes to some there,
Most not such rubbish.

Just three years or so,
Then they leave happy and rich,
But cut key projects.

Brexit Rubbish Stuff,
No deal blunders useless crew,
So when will they learn?

The damage is done,
But it is not finished yet.
I want to leave here.

I see it failing,
And part of a global scene,
A great depression.

Please stop this nonsense,
You don’t do it for me May!
I say stay, you go!

10pm call,
For more boring May rhetoric,
When will it finish?

Eighty-one days,
Oppose no deal and Brexit!
Jan fifteenth rubbish.

My straw poll today,
Some have had enough and think,
“We’ll pay anyway!”

Is that good enough?
This is the worst prognosis
Brexit will cost jobs.