Leading by Manipulation

Hear, hear, grew the charge

and so the slow lethargic loyal men 

and women wove the web around his feet,

tripping and ripping his riposte. 

Whipping them were those

now nervously, previously deviously devising

each broken rule, wearing blue to hearten him,

smelling the welling of the telling of truths, they

writhe and slithily slip to the shadows. 


There, they smile and bluster, while others

suited and groomed, smile and play

the waiting press and the BBC looks on, wondering who will direct their thoughts,

while, Maxwell lingers on his crossed fingers.

We have all been played,

We have all been betrayed,

We are all being wickedly made

to pay rising prices, repay government assists,

cloaking the cost of papering over the cracks,

wasted PPE billions, as ever with Tories








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margins are a great place sometimes because it is where change happens fastest but it is also a horrible place when we are stuck in them and grace is the moment when we can see that someone cares.

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