All you who don't want to be tiles,
stand up with your covid-masked smiles,
and build the MahJong wall,
East, North, West, South an all;
show these gin rummy whiteys
they've no ivory in their nighties;
for China has been brought to her knees;
luckily we built islands in the South China Seas,
so now we will do as we please:-
Hong Kong shall Pung;
Taiwan shall Kong;
and get it on;
and bang a gong;
for Winnie the Pooh
is doing the do.
And as for Islam,
we process it face-palm,
a million ground small -
and for Nepal,
your kid plugs a wall.
Tiggers Tiggers,
bounce and bounce;
and yer Roo don't weigh an ounce -
Africa we don't much care for you:
that's so true - we're such eugenic fellers.
India don't fuck and shout,
cos our borders we care about.
Yes, we're ready to take on all, it's true.
YOU ARE READING
Potatoes
PoetryHot, Sweet, Saucy, Spicy - always filling/fattening. Donder - vb. To blunder about aimlessly, not knowing what the feck one is at.
