deport (Remove filter)
The Asylum Seeker
I don't know Harry,
This one's a rare bird and
No mistake,
Just how did he get in and
Where are his papers?
If he's an asylum-seeker, what is it he's
Fleeing?
As a rule that lot keep their heads down but this one's
Roaming the country
In broad daylight
As if he owned the place
Flouting the lock-down rules too and
Costing the tax-payer a fortune.
Tell me this ...
Monday 18th May 2020 11:07 am
Recent Comments
David Franks on My Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, e.g., Poem 213 of 230: MORE AMOR PATRIAE
53 minutes ago
Jobair Mahmud on A Sonnet for Bangladesh
5 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on My Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, e.g., Poem 213 of 230: MORE AMOR PATRIAE
8 hours ago
Rick Varden on The 24/7 365 Cell
8 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Fart
9 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on It's never too late! Graham Sherwood makes live poetry debut
9 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Surge of sales as Welsh rivers anthology is launched
9 hours ago
David RL Moore on Closing Up
9 hours ago
David RL Moore on Spectator
9 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on ‘Lifelong republican’ Henry Normal turns down MBE - and tells his poetry audience why
10 hours ago