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October 23, 2022

Poem: On a Prime Ministerial resignation.

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<em>By Simon May</em> “King Loses Truss,” the news sheets make report. Thus-&nbsp;“dear&nbsp;oh dear”, the&nbsp;Carolean&nbsp;Court, Impartially salutes&nbsp;(‘mid&nbsp;other banes) That&nbsp;mighty&nbsp;work of straddling two reigns! “<em>Capax</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>imperii</em><em>?</em><em>&nbsp;</em>”&nbsp;needs&nbsp;conscience tacit To&nbsp;supplement with&nbsp;“<em>nisi&nbsp;imperasset</em>". Yes,&nbsp;Pluvius&nbsp;baptised her Number Ten, But what then grew&nbsp;was&nbsp;green,&nbsp;and green again. A loyal friend was&nbsp;banished from&nbsp;Eleven, Destined to oppose a Hunt-struck Heaven. New&nbsp;fundaments&nbsp;were caused to grace the bench (Some second&nbsp;Braverman&nbsp;to woo&nbsp;the French); All&nbsp;she&nbsp;“delivered” was the&nbsp;ancient law, Of&nbsp;greasy pole&nbsp;become&nbsp;revolving door. Now she is gone,&nbsp;howe’er&nbsp;shall we remember? <em>Hic&nbsp;</em><em>labor</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>est</em>: no statue to dismember! <em>(&nbsp;</em><em>Damnatio</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>memoriae</em>, gruesome fate, Suggests at least&nbsp;<em>some&nbsp;</em>service to the state.) But,&nbsp;o&nbsp;for the pen of Juvenal or Horace To&nbsp;celebrate a&nbsp;<em>redivivus</em>&nbsp;Boris.
<em>By Simon May</em> “King Loses Truss,” the news sheets make report. Thus-&nbsp;“dear&nbsp;oh dear”, the&nbsp;Carolean&nbsp;Court, Impartially salutes&nbsp;(‘mid&nbsp;other banes) That&nbsp;mighty&nbsp;work of straddling two reigns! “<em>Capax</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>imperii</em><em>?</em><em>&nbsp;</em>”&nbsp;needs&nbsp;conscience tacit To&nbsp;supplement with&nbsp;“<em>nisi&nbsp;imperasset</em>". Yes,&nbsp;Pluvius&nbsp;baptised her Number Ten, But what then grew&nbsp;was&nbsp;green,&nbsp;and green again. A loyal friend was&nbsp;banished from&nbsp;Eleven, Destined to oppose a Hunt-struck Heaven. New&nbsp;fundaments&nbsp;were caused to grace the bench (Some second&nbsp;Braverman&nbsp;to woo&nbsp;the French); All&nbsp;she&nbsp;“delivered” was the&nbsp;ancient law, Of&nbsp;greasy pole&nbsp;become&nbsp;revolving door. Now she is gone,&nbsp;howe’er&nbsp;shall we remember? <em>Hic&nbsp;</em><em>labor</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>est</em>: no statue to dismember! <em>(&nbsp;</em><em>Damnatio</em><em>&nbsp;</em><em>memoriae</em>, gruesome fate, Suggests at least&nbsp;<em>some&nbsp;</em>service to the state.) But,&nbsp;o&nbsp;for the pen of Juvenal or Horace To&nbsp;celebrate a&nbsp;<em>redivivus</em>&nbsp;Boris.
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