THEREIN
ah, such golden
reflections on the ills
of democracy Mr Cliff
I wonder what heightened
state of political consciouness
making
you kin
to Plato, produced
such
desire for curation, left
us with
so much to mull over
State of beauty in
all its golden
reflection
ruled and voted for
by the very best, like
your good self
hearts of solid, pure
high caste iron
brain
of shiny tin
(all such philosophical
mumblings, rumblings,
perfect expression
of the truth
therein)
poems 2 die for 