Boris is a populist prime minister
Sunny side up
Jack the lad
A breeze
In an age when life is serious
Solemn deleterious
He lifts the mood
Everything’s a wheeze
Sitting like a schoolboy
At his desk
He listened to our Laura’s
Inquisition
Teacher put it plainly
His answers all ungainly
But he gets there in the end
It’s his position
In this age of sound and vision
It’s the vision
What we see beats
What we hear all day
And seeing bouncing Boris
Our own wee ‘deoch-an-doris’
He keeps on going
No matter what they say
Brian Fahy
6 October 2021
Erris Poetry 