In Competition No. 3275, you were invited to follow the format and formula of Lewis Carroll’s ‘The Mad Gardener’s Song’ and supply a poem entitled ‘The Deluded Politician’. The same challenge was set 15 or so years ago, and on that occasion Tony Blair hogged the limelight. This time around, you were rather more spoiled for choice.
Here’s a snippet from Hugh King:
He thought he saw ahead of him
A glittering career,
But soon his mediocrity
Became entirely clear,
And he, a crass celebrity,
Cried ‘Get me out of here’
Entries were uniformly excellent and it was painful whittling it down to just the five below, who take £30 each.
He thought he saw a bison with
A teapot made of Spode;
He looked again and found it was
the Ministerial Code.
‘Who cares if I break that,’ he said,
‘Propriety be blowed.’
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