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Chrismus in t’ Asylum

T’Chrismus Gammon have gone spittin’ mad,

‘cos t’asylum seekers are gooin’  AWOL

fer Chrismus; aye, here in t’UK it’s reet bad,

there’s nowt reawnd ‘ere but strife on’ trouble,

so t’forinners‘re seekin’ asylum back whoam!

Gee Beebie News‘re ‘avin’ a meltdown,

they’re at it like rabid dogs wi’ a bone,

parliament’s an asylum, on’ t’loons‘re in charge,

con wi not send ‘em t’live on yon barge?

 

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh, 25/12/23

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 9th Jan 2024 13:06

Thanks for the likes and comments all.
I suspect my attempt at Lancashire dialect has gone awry-I'll write it in err..."the King's" English?

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keith jeffries

Mon 25th Dec 2023 14:02

Don't you think a barge might be a little too luxurious?
Loved this poem. Thanks
Keith

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