Satire Poetry posted March 6, 2016

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Who's the Boss?

by mfowler

In future times this scene takes place
when England's sold to USA.
The President with charm and grace
has come to gloat but not to stay.
He looks about his sceptred isle.
Declares it fair, but boring still.
He flashes hair and boorish smile.
Wonders how to get his fill.
'I need a challenge big and hard,
an English trophy for the wall.
I wanna win and mark my card.
See Pommy icons take a fall.'
The aides looked round for something big.
Their boss, a man who's hard to please.
No lion hunt nor wildish pig,
the Jabberwock became his tease.
The famous beast of Tulgy Wood
attracted Trump to test his guile.
Bag the beastie while he could
and take his head from sceptred isle.
Outfitted in his dungarees,
and leading with his blunderbuss,
the President went past the trees
and wondered what was all the fuss.
The frightened creatures of the swamp
screeched and squawked at what they saw.
The hunter with his swagg'ry pomp
didn't see old Jabby's claws.
The monster galumphed through the trees
and slashed the air with snicker-snack.
The Jub Jub Bird took to the breeze
as Donny babe lay on his back.
Old Jabberwock rose up to strike
as Donny shot his blunderbuss.
The piddling pellets hit his spikes.
The President did curse and cuss.
'You're fired,' he shouted at the beast.
(Why not? It worked before.)
But Jabberwok just saw a feast
lying on his swampish floor.
'What about a billion bucks?
A monster pad would suit you, bud.'
But Jabberwock eats swans and ducks
and swiped Don's head with mighty thud.
The beastie's eyes went all aflame
as fear enmeshed his ghoulish mind.
The President had upped his game.
His hair escaped, the beast was blind.
The President was quick to move
as toupee hassled Jabby's eyes.
Its tangled tresses filled the grooves.
The monster taken by surprise.
When safely on the banks nearby
the boss just whistled to his hair.
It jumped and sailed across the sky
and settled on its normal lair.
No-one had won, no-one had lost
but battlin' Jabberwock was scary.
He'd played his trump to save the cost.
He owed his life to something hairy.
A wall was built to block the beast
and England sold as fire-sale loss.
He never wished to travel east
'cos over there he wasn't boss.



Based on the famous Jabberwocky monster from Lewis Carrol's poem 'The Jabberwocky'. Unusual words are characteristic of these works and are deliberate.
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