Lines On The Acquittal
Of Nigel Evans

 

He made a drunken pass
Or two
And took it up the arse
A few
Times in the House,
But didn’t grouse
At this vile mess of pottage.

Though he’s been cleared
Of every count,
In future
He’ll think first, then mount,
And keep his sordid deeds
Out of the limelight in his cottage.

April 10, 2014

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