Sonnet That’s Not Funny!

It is a truth which I have long acknowledged, that a man, or indeed a woman, in possession of a fascistic turn of mind must be in want of a sense of humour. Various creative events, involving Led by Donkeys appear to have vindicated my position. 

Shall I compare thee to a lettuce, Liz?

Word salad, wilted ’s served when you’re on tour;

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I know that he’s lying,

He knows I know that he’s lying,

They know that he’s lying,

They know that I know that he’s lying,

They know that I know that they know that he’s lying,

I’ve not found any evidence that anyone is lying,

Because I’ve not looked for any evidence,

Why don’t I give a flying pig?

‘Cos this brown envelope’s big,

And he’s got that job at the Beeb.

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