A Racist Bone

  “So, bone – are you a racist?”     Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019

English & Proud?

  Those batty English Democrats are surely pretty dim To be living on an island when none of them can swim! I can see them standing straight and proud, all making such a din – when global warming takes its toll and the waves come rolling in!   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, July 2019,…

Really quite something!

  It’s really quite something that we want to Remain. If only old Farrage, would get sucked down my drain!   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019   Image by Semevent from Pixabay   Please follow Jay Cool’s and like more of her poems: Chocolate: A Silly Poem Purple Berry Augmentation: A Silly Poem…

New and Bold: Savvy Politics

Why leave, as we’re told, when some are not sold? It’s not new and it’s not bold, to go back to the old.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019 Written in response to Theresa May’s claim to have a ‘new and bold’ Brexit deal. See The Independent for further details.   Image by pixel2013 from…

Has to Go: SSS Politics

She has to go. Has to go as she hammers it home; as she hams up her deal for hammering it up with Corbyn.   She was the one. She was the one tapping a pencil on her desk, tap, tap, tapping it up, vying for attention from her teacher.   She is not for…

People’s May Pole: SSS Politics

“Colleagues have paid dearly for our prime minister’s failure to believe in and back the decision of 17.4 million voters to leave the EU. People are sick of our incompetence and inability to deliver and to honour our promises. We will be annihilated in the Euro elections if we break another promise and adopt Corbyn’s…

Mojito: Poem Dedicated to Diane Abbott

Inspired by news about Diane Abbott’s drinking habits. Taking a swig of Mojito is ‘noble’, especially if done on a train. And taking a snap of Diane is no trouble, especially for one with no name.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019   Image by StockSnap from Pixabay

Saturday Sauce: A Silly Poem

On this, such a fine day, I sat on a turd, feeling quite turgid and grey. It’s true that it really was quite absurd, to be morbid when so close to May. But the lovely Theresa, she tasted like curd, and it made me less shy, I must say! So, although you might think me…

Flighty in Florida: A Silly Poem

Fuelled-up and fired-up, Trump falls to the floor, and soon finds his feet – for now he has four! Fluffed-up and fun-filled, he friends-up with Vlad fooling Melana that Vlad’s just a fad! Flighty in Florida, Mel wants her fill; unable to fake it, Trump becomes ill. Mel fancies the flop is linked-up with Vlad,…

Engineered

He turned to face us; he had a knife; he was shouting; we had no choice – we shot him! Self-defence. He was dangerous! Dangerous? Yes, dangerous! He was waving the knife around – waving it at my colleague! So, you see, I had to help. We stick together. I, we. We had no choice….