Poem: The K-elegy, BA-triumph

Day 1,723, 08:14 • Published in United Kingdom USA • by Alphabethis

Blizzard and lightning, the sons of
France recall their booty,
shameful be K and thour party,
shadows and showers shine the night,
burrows of sorrow whereof
the abandoned heir seeks shelter.
Alas, the misled Economist,
in the shades of his family
palaces roves in pain.
Lost reign, lost country, heavy rain
and no bonus gain.

But, listen, by the horizon
with the blood arm down flashing,
a true knight of Big Attributes,
the smile shall bring back,
his bandage hand a mighty lance grasps:
NHS the lance by all known as such.

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not threat but fact: more to come if needed. (and it may be WORSE)