1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Schmoozing in our local pub*
The talk got around to Donald Trump,
“How’d them Americans elect him, blokes a pain”?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Well the only alternative was Clinton”
“What, her runs them card-shops, yeah I’ve seen “em”?
“Yeah, seems she couldn’t look after them, and America, the same”?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 “Ere, ere, over here please Terry,
Er…The F.A. Cup draws, live on telly
Switch it on mate, and when you’re ready…same again”.


It’s all in the poem.
Stay well, be lucky, and keep smiling

*Schmooze. Yiddish. To converse in a friendly fashion.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/politics/