Mayhem,
But minor lease
Was given quarter
Csallon, Sonne lemontina
Turner cancelled all her shows
Since David Bowie's whirligig
And fuchsias showered their spectral bigs
Bouncing flowers forceps swigs
On the pole of baron robbers
Out the empty streets of pants
Licking the corn stalks
Broken in ranks
Clapping pandas for the NHS
Give thanks to China for her
Sturdy banks
Enrolled the dirty dozen cousin
Rolling down the logjam
In the Mississippi
Which she wishes she misses
But she can't outflank the planks
And princes whose pincer movements
Draw orchestral keys in the dark
To unlock Takeshi's castle
Or Bankban, Orban Viktor's
Finger in the dam of certain consorts
And Jam desserts, or Just ones
And twos, his finger's turning blue
Like the Danube he clings to
And claims as his own
My truly befuddled friend
Calls option one
On the dial phone for Queenly resorts
And pizza
For for a king
So Danube King come rolling back the tide
As Moses swallow your pride
Unless you can drink the whole sea
You better stop now
You can still say at least I tried
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