Election day poem

6 May 2010 § Leave a comment

This poem is written in an old French metrical form called a pantoum. I first encountered it in Stephen Fry’s book ‘The Ode Less Travelled’ and have come to like it very much. It uses repeating lines and rhymes to create a rather doom-laden feel, like the tolling of a bell. This one goes out to all our members, honourable and otherwise, standing in today’s General Election.

CROSS WORDS

We’ll punish you come polling day
For your deceit, the lies you’ve told;
We know your tricks, the games you play,
Where you’ve been bought, and what you’ve sold.

For your deceit, the lies you’ve told –
There are some things you can’t deny;
Where you’ve been bought, and what you’ve sold.
We’re going to hang you out to dry.

There are some things you can’t deny
Your sophistry won’t work this time
We’re going to hang you out to dry
For years of unrecorded crime.

Your sophistry won’t work this time;
We know your tricks, the games you play.
For years of unrecorded crime
We’ll punish you come polling day.

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