Lonely politicians

Lonely politicians sit like rabbits
As the cleaners push their mops and buckets down the hallowed halls
Where Tudor kings with huge bellies
write up the morning’s executions

Lonely politicians sit like rabbits
Eating newspapers and sending out their shadows
To sit at normal breakfasts
In prayerful neglect

Lonely politicians sit like rabbits
And talk all day – on railway trains
They catch up with themselves
At prize carrot competitions

Lonely politicians sit on chairs like rabbits
Inside ice cream vans
Where black snakes are gathering to ask for light
To radiate from the heads of crows

Lonely Politian’s, who sit like rabbits
Chewing manifestoes like cabbage
Talking like children locked in toilets
To gingerbread men in throne rooms

Lonely politicians who sit like rabbits in glue
Folding their faces into magic wallets
Releasing balloons over bonfires

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