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A poem for Prince Andrew

A poem for the Duke of York by Dunedin writer Victor Billot.

Green Eggs and Porridge
(after Dr Seuss)


My name is Andy Wyndzor,
I’m aged 60 or so.
Occupation not stated,
of no fixed abode.
I do not like what newspapers say.
They say I like to play.
I could not, would not, should not
have played in that certain way.
I do not like young ladies.
I do not like their honeyed style.
I could not, would not, should not
have gone within a country mile.
I do not like dead Jeffrey.
I do not like his pad.

I could not, would not, should not
have gadded with that cad.
I do not like Ms Maxine Geewell.
I do not like her phone, it just goes beep.
I could not, would not, should not
have thought the price would be so steep.
I do not like TV interviews.
I do not like that dreck.
I could not, would not, should not
have agreed to that train wreck.
I do not like these Attorneys from the DoJ.
I do not like their look.
I could not, would not, should not
have been caught cavorting
with those crooks.

Victor Billot has previously been moved to write odes for Garrick Tremain,  Todd Muller, and Donald Trump.

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