Halloween is over <br />and the ghosts have gone to bed. <br />The next thing on the agenda <br />is the failed gunpowder plot <br />where Guy Fawkes the silly clot <br />went and got himself caught <br />before he could blow up <br />the dear old Houses of Parliament. <br />Just imagine if he had succeeded <br />what kind of place it would be, <br />no more paying income taxes <br />bleeding us all dry, <br />no more scheming ministers <br />fiddling their expenses. <br />Then there is the problem of who <br />would take over the running of the country. <br />Royalty I can only guess, <br />can you just imagine <br />a King Charles and Queen Camilla. <br />Not really, no, no, never. <br />Guy Fawkes come back <br />you silly clot all is forgiven <br />and try again you silly sod <br />only this time get it right, <br />blow up the blessed treasury <br />and bankrupt the blinking lot. <br /> <br /> <br />1 November 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-failed-gunpowder-plot/
